It's almost spring break!

I'm sitting here on a Saturday afternoon on break from one of my classes dreaming about spring break. Now, when you are a thirty four year old married Father, spring break has a different meaning than it did when you were twenty one. Instead of getting Drunk in Daytona, you get to clean your house in beautiful suburbia. On a positive note you do get to see your wife and daughter. These days my wife and I are like ships passing through the night, only seeing each other as we pass the responsiblity of watching our daughter between us. My daughter is starting to think my wife and I are the same person as we are never in the same room together and I wear the very difficult to detect "glasses disguise" just like Clark Kent/Superman. Not surprisingly, my wife gets to be Superman in this senario. To all of you married men out there, appreciate your wife. At least for me, if it wasn't for her, my life would not work. Thank you honey! I guess I should go back to class.....It's not quite spring break yet.