Why I Left Home

Last week was my birthday and I didn’t feel very well

 waking up on that morning.
 I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my husband would be
 pleasant and say,
'Happy Birthday!',  and possibly have a small
 present for me.

 As it turned out, he barely said good morning, let alone
' Happy Birthday.'

 I thought....well, that's marriage for you, but the
 kids.... they will remember.
 My kids came bouncing down stairs to breakfast and
 didn't say a word.

So when I left for the office I felt pretty low and
somewhat despondent.

 As I walked into my office, my handsome boss Rick, said,
 'Good morning, lady, and by the way Happy Birthday!' It felt a

​ little better that at least someone had remembered.

 I worked until one o'clock, when Rick knocked on my door and said,

​ ​'You know, It's such a beautiful day outside, and it is your birthday,

 what do you say we go out to lunch, just you and me.'

I said, 'Thanks, Rick, that's the greatest thing  I've heard all day.
 Let's go!'

We went to lunch. But we didn't go where we normally
 would go.  He chose instead a quiet bistro with a private table.  We
had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.

 On the way back to the office, Rick said, 'You know,  It's such a

​ ​beautiful day...we don't need to go straight back to the

​ ​office, do we?'

 I responded, 'I guess not. What do you have in
 mind?'

He said, 'Let's drop by my place, it's just
around the corner.'

After arriving at his house, Rick turned to me and said,
'If you don't mind, I'm going to step into the bedroom for just a
moment. I'll be right back.'

 'Ok.' I nervously replied.
He went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes, he
came out carrying a huge birthday cake, followed by my husband,

​​my kids, and dozens of my friends and co-workers, 

all singing 'Happy Birthday'.

And I just sat there....on the couch....

.........Naked.