Duty Calling

(I regularly follow yarn-related workshops, mostly — well, always — attended by women only. Invariably, just before lunchtime, some phones are ringing and I witness the following conversations or variations thereof.)

Conversation #1: “No, I’m not home for lunch. I told you yesterday and this morning. You will need to take care of yourself.”

Conversation #2: “The bread is where it usually is. Yes, it is. I bought a new loaf yesterday. Well, you can put anything you like on it. The fridge is full.”

Conversation #3: “No, I won’t be home. That is why I left money next to the phone, so you can order pizza.”

Conversation #4: “Yes, you can eat the leftover soup. Use the microwave.”

(I wish I could say it was all teenagers calling, but the pizza money? That was actually the husband calling.)