OK, I know–it’s not really a verb, but I’m using it as a verb.
We are supposed to leave town today at about 3 pm. Yes, I know: it is now 3:48 pm as I’m writing this sentence….
Here’s how my going-out-of-town script usually reads:
- I announce the night before that I will be home from work at 3 pm, at which point everyone will be ready to go, we will load up the car and head out on our way.
- At around noon I will get a text saying things are running behind schedule, but everyone is doing the best they can.
- At around 2:45 I leave work, realizing that I will be home by 3:30 the earliest.
- At around 5 pm I will remind everyone that we should have left two hours ago.
- At around 5:15 pm I will start pacing around, sighing loudly.
- At 6 pm I will announce with just a twinge of irritation in my voice that if we leave now, we can get to our destination by midnight.
- At 6:15 pm, I start wandering about muttering “This is ridiculous” to myself, but loud enough for others to hear.
And so on.
So. It’s 3:59 pm. I’m home from work. No one else is here–they are still out running last minute errands. There are dishes in the sink, and as far as I can tell, no one is packed.
And I am going to tear up my script and try something new.
No 15-minute time announcements. No heavy sighs. No ratcheting up of everyone’s stress level. I’m going to go at tonight entirely unscripted.
And let’s see what happens!