It's 10PM. Do You Know Where Your Husband Is?

Mine is dragging himself to the barn. He failed to plan ahead.
Our school is at one end of a historic little town, opposite the one traffic light. It consists of the original building constructed of fieldstone in the 1700's, and a more modern building where the classes are held now. I was originally thrilled that we would be driving by it twice every day.
I didn't account for the siren song of the announcement sign out front. My husband cannot resist a PTA meeting. He especially cannot resist a PTA meeting where cool technology will be demonstrated to the attendees. When the demonstration turns out to be at the end of the meeting, he has stay for it.
My husband does not plan for PTA meetings. He invariably reads the PTA meeting announcements and forgets the dates until he sees the sign outside the school on his way home the night of the meeting. This time at least he called me so I knew he would be nearly two hours late getting home.
He dragged himself in the door with my son at about 8:30PM. I warmed up plates of dinner for them, got my son into bed, and told my husband that I was going to bed and no, I would not help him with the barn chores he was scheduled to complete.
He attended this meeting in spite of my announcement this morning that our family is short of sleep and tonight should be an early one. Reason cannot compete with shiny gadgets.
I love our little town with the fieldstone houses lining the street. I love our little school. I just wish it wasn't precisely on our route to work.