Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans

I am preparing (mentally, you understand, not in any kind of a practical way) to go to Los Angeles on Wednesday, when the phone rings.  It's D:

"So, my work called, and they're sending me to O'ahu for the next two months to work on Hawai'i 5-0."

Then, anxiously, "Is it ok with you if we go there instead?".