I spread myself thinly across multiple, often conflicting responsibilities. Student John and Stay-At-Home-Dad are in a constant death match, each plotting against the other to undermine the otherwise phenomenal jobs they each perform. They let Writer John out of his crate roughly once a week, and as soon as that latch is lifted, Writer John careens through the door and sprints figure eights around the living room with the laptop, spouting mirthful gibberish like The Great Cornholio. But as soon as Writer John has flung his brainchild out into the tangled Interweb, he’s back in the holding cell, from which he shouts genius ideas for blogs, novels, and 3-D feature films, hoping against hope that the other Johns hear, but knowing deep down that a majority of them tragically will vanish into the ether, neglected and unwritten. While all of this goes on, Husband John–the unofficial fearless leader–watches from the couch. It’s been difficult for Husband John to get a word in as of late, with all of the demands the others have needed to handle, but at the last chapter meeting, he dropped a bomb on everyone.
“So has anyone had any thoughts about what we’re doing for Valentine’s Day?”
The room fell silent.
“You all forgot, didn’t you?”
“It’s not that we forgot,” piped Student John. “It’s just that there’s been so many deadlines lately.”
An elated voice emanated from the crate in the corner, “She said she wanted us to write her a story, remember? Since we’re so good at that.”
“Yeah, but when were we supposed to do that? Between all the screams and dishwashing, I can barely get a load of laundry folded,” huffed Stay-At-Home-Dad John.
Husband John was steadfast. “Guys, we’re doing this. Stay-At-Home-Dad John, you’re going to get us a sitter so we can go out to dinner. Student John, I’m sorry, but we’re going to need to use some of your precious nerding-out study time to get this done. And Writer John, I’m going to let you out–”
“–but only if you promise to focus.”
“Fine. So should the story we’re writing for her go on the blog? After all, it’s been about a week since the last Twincident… Just sayin’…”
“No. The story’s for her. Just her.”
“Well, if there’s time, do you think maybe I could fire something off quickly, possibly as a warm-up? We don’t want to leave the Loyal Readers empty-handed. Plus–and I’m just spitballing here–maybe it could be a reminder to to everyone that we all get busy, but it’s important to take time to show your appreciation for the one you love.”
“Isn’t that what Valentine’s Day itself is for?” sneered Student John.
“Yeah, smartass,” answered Husband John. “But you still have to follow through.”
“All right, everyone. You know your assignments. Let’s do this. Meeting adjourned.”
Happy Valentine’s Day, O Loyal Reader, from all of the Johns here at Twinfamy!
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