It’s one of those abyss workdays, when you don’t really get anything done but you’re stuck at your desk anyway. It’s the day before the Labor Day holiday and about 99 percent of workers have already punched out…at least in their minds. A friend of mine who’s a high-powered attorney in Boston just IMed me that she brought her son to work today. I asked her, “what if you get a call on a high-powered case?”. She said, “I already did. It went OK. He’s bored,” she added about her son. It’s the type of day few people take seriously. But I’ve got lots of work to do. All the calls I’ve made today for a story I’m working on have not been returned. It seems people are cleaning their desks, or starting martini lunches at 10:30 a.m., or hanging with their sons. My daughter, for some unknown reasons, did not have school today. It’s the kind of day that takes working parents by surprise. Usually there are parents who are aware of the day off, but for some reason I’m always the last to know. I guess it was on the holiday calendar that the school gave us. But that came home with 40 other pieces of paper and I had barely enough time to cook dinner that night. As if they know there are many of us bewildered parents out there, the school sent home a little piece of paper Thursday telling us there would be no school Friday and Monday…meaning, “dummy, don’t take your kid to the bus stop Friday morning because no one will be there.” So the scramble began, Thursday night. Where would the kids go? (I also have a 4-year-old son whose daycare hasn’t even opened yet) Thank goodness for my in-laws who came through in a pinch and agreed to watch the kiddies.