Sometimes, though, the freedom to order your own days makes it all worthwhile.
A few days ago I was just about to tackle a current deadline when my teen-aged nephew, M, called from the school counselor’s office. He’d just learned that a friend had committed suicide, and was too shaken to finish out the day.
His mom had okayed his leaving but could not break away from work (she’s a teacher) to come get him. Was there any way that I could?
You bet there was.