Ah I am jealous. Mike and the kids went to the bird sanctuary yesterday while I was at work. And, via the wonders of the internet,he sent me the pictures in a Picasa Web album and I got to sit here at work and check out the fun they had. It made me feel better as I sat there mouldering at my desk that they had a great time out and about with their dad. I must admit he does try really hard to give them fun days when I am at work.
And it also reminds me that he gets to do such fun stuff darn it! And I ask myself: do I feel the need to compensate for me going to work by making sure they have a great time out with their dad? That it alleviates some weird guilt by knowing that they had some fun adventure while I am here?
Yes, yes I do and yes it does. I feel guilt free knowing that they are out having a great time with him and that they aren’t sad that I am work. Hmm. Wonder if Mike feels the same way when he’s at work? I should ask him.
Anyways, I just thought it was kinda twisted. I shouldn’t have to alleviate any guilt for going to work a few days every 2 weeks, but I do. I should really shed the guilt sometime but I just give in to it. Its not like the kids aren’t benefiting by having all these great adventures with their dad when I am at work.