That's my husband coming down street.

This is me saying, "Hey," sort of wistfully in passing.  When my Gram was flustered she would say she didn't know if she was coming or going.  We've got that goin' on all over right now with football practices and kids' jobs and college.  After some strategy-by-text (ie: I am off work in five minutes. Where are you and which direction am I heading?) we divided up the late afternoon/early evening runs today. 

Do I love this?  No. Do I think kids need to run around this much?  No, again.  But it is what we have collectively decided was right for this particular season.  We are all healthy and the sun is shining and this is NOT a bad way to suffer – as I remind myself when I pass my husband on the road. 

We will all end up at the same place by day's end after all.  Life is good.