Since I've been working at home the last two nights, I've been able to join Drew and Rachel for a quick dinner, which Drew makes (roast beef and Yorkshire pudding on Sunday; spaghetti with meat sauce tonight). I have to admit that it's nicer to eat with them in person rather than call them from work. "It's so nice having you HOME!" Rachel exclaimed when I kissed her goodnight, and I winced, but I do love my job -- even the hours.
When I've gotten up from the dining-room table to go back into the study and finish proofing the next day's newspaper pages, Rachel gets up, too, comes around to my side, throws her arms around my waist and mock-howls, "GOODBYE!! FAREWELL! WRITE WHEN YOU FIND WORK!"" It never fails to crack Drew and me up, and I swear that one day I will record it for posterity. You really have to see it to appreciate how absurd she is, and how she really is meant to be onstage.
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