So I went out with my cousin for coffee - from 8 to 3pm at Tim Hortons, not a bar...
I got home and my wife was waiting like a parent waiting for a bad kid. I told her the truth, I thought it was around 11 when I left, not 2:30! I haven't done that for a few years, and even then only rarely.
She felt that this was bad because I have to be home. I skirted the issue, and went to check my email and watch a TV show. She decided to sleep in the kids room.
