I think he's realized his boarding pass it gone. I came home today and he had made the bed (very unusual for him) and next to the bed I found an old boarding pass from the 12th. It was folded up and crumpled next to his fatherhood book I purchased for him back in November (how ironic...).

He still isn't home for the night either. This is pretty late, even for him (at least it is on a work night). I'm guessing he thinks he's going to catch hell when he gets home.

We'll see how long he continues to pretend that I don't know. What's he going to say to me.... "uh, did you take my boarding pass out of my bag that proves I lied to you?"


I have the patience of Job.