Bye-Bye School

 Today has been an uneventful, albeit productive, day.  I had much more energy than the previous day and was able to get going with my duties far earlier, as well.  When I have it in mind for specific things to get accomplished I do not truly rest until they are done and such was the case with my list today.  Thankfully, all parties involved showed up as planned and the anticipated tasks were completed in a timely and satisfied manner.  I have not exactly exhaled, but I am near chill status; if there is one for me.
 My son, David, (whom I have mentioned on various occasions), is my weekly calendar; among other things.  Each morning he lets me know what day of the week it is without fail.  It's as if he is performing a count-down to Friday, the day he loves so much.  As I have mentioned before, David is an unbelievably obedient child.  He never complains, he tells me that he loves me randomly throughout the day, he will go to bed when told without so much as a whine, and he loves us unconditionally.  Those who have had the pleasure of meeting our son have found these attributes to be most true.   
 David also acknowledges when he has completed a certain phase.  When he has eaten his dinner he says "All done". When we have been out shopping for long hours and are headed home he will bow down and say "The end". And when he has finished going to a medical appointment such as the dentist or the doctor he will say "bye-bye dentist" or "bye-bye doctor", respectfully.  Today, after being released from his school bus he came into the house and looked at me with a big smile and wide eyes and said "Bye-bye school. Change clothes now."
 Isn't it amazing how a child is able to sum up the end of a work week in a ways an adult cannot?  In this simple, yet profoundly impactful manner, David informed me that he was finished with the toils of the week and was now ready to release himself from it; both mentally and physically, and enter into another phase of his life which consisted of leisure, enjoyment, lounging and a purposeful remission of strictness.  David has successfully mastered the art of separating work from play.  He has, and still is, teaching me to let go of stressors that will be here on Monday and to allow myself to lay down my ever-vigilant shield and enjoy my life, if but for a little while.  I have been admonished by more than one to take time to relax and become less rigid, but for me rigid is good. For when I am this way I am doing something worthwhile and constructive; and I often find enjoyment in my own way.  Perhaps many of us are similar in this manner.
 But I've said enough on this overcast Friday. Have a great weekend. Bye-bye work and bye-bye school.
 Love you all,
 Dennis