I love my husband...
I love my husband...
I love my husband...
Really... I do...
And, most of the time, I even like him.
My cell phone rings at 6:10 AM and I answer but he can’t hear me – and I can’t hear him because he doesn’t have the blue tooth on (even though he thinks he does), so I get up and go into the living room… “It’s time to get up. You said you wanted up at 6:30.”
Me: It’s not 6:30
Him: 6:15 is close enough
Me: it is 6:10 and it’s not close enough if you’ve had a crappy night of sleep. I had my alarm set for 6:30.
Him: your coffee is ready.
Me: I’m not in the mood for coffee. I am in the mood to still be sleeping.
Him: you said you wanted to start your Wii program this morning.
Me: I did… but I had a bad night and I wasn’t going to get up before 6:30. (maybe not even before 7:00)
Him: Mr. Blah Blah’s not on Facebook. I found Mrs. Blah Blah and I found Daughter, but Mr. isn’t there.
Me: (getting my computer) Yes he is. I’ve seen him there.
Him: no he’s not. I requested Mrs. and Daughter and sent Mr. a message.
::::::::::::::::screeching brakes in my mind:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
Me: how did you send him a message if you couldn’t find him? Are you saying that you found him but he didn’t have a “friend request” button?
Him: yeah, that’s right.
Me: (by now, I’m looking at Mr. Blah Blah’s picture on FB, and very clearly see the friend button.) Here is the button (show him).
Him: I know. I clicked it and then I got friend requests from all these other people.
Me: you didn’t get friend requests from them… they’re his friends and what you got was “suggestions” for other people you might know.
Him: Oh… well, I wanted to be friends with some of them because I know them.
Me: fine, but that’s not what you told me. You said “Mr. Blah Blah isn’t on FB.” You had to have sent a friend request to him to get the suggestions for all these other people. The whole reason you got me up was to tell me you couldn’t find him.
Him: No, you said you wanted up.
Me: but your impulsiveness made you get me up RIGHT NOW so you could talk to me. I heard you come in and leave the bedroom three times and we didn’t even go to bed until almost midnight. I feel like I haven’t even been to bed. I can’t take a nap today if I’m tired. You can.
He finally said that it was not very nice of him to make the decision for when I was getting up for me. I think we need separate bedrooms again. He loves the bed without the extra “cushion” on it and I hate it.
He gets a wild hair up his butt and he’s acting on it without even stopping to think about it.
He said he won't wake me up tomorrow... hehehe!
6 comments:
Oh dear, I have heard myself chanting the same thing recently. I do love him but his broken foot hasn't made him very likeable at times.
Sounds like you handle him and the situation well though and with a little luck you will get a sleep in tomorrow.
Hugs for you
First rule in 6:10 a.m. FB lesson: slap upside the head, slap upside the head. Now you can continue. That is so funny to read (I know you weren't laughing). Ron's enthusiasm is a very good thing though. Just not at your rest expense! Great post. Hugs.
Oh that's funny!
He needed you .......
He who has a new job gets up with great enthusiasm every morning after sleeping soundly all night, unaware of how many times I have been in and out of the bed with the pack of animals we sleep with. I want to smack his happy face!!!
Hi Teresa. The way you wrote that post was SO funny. I was right there with you both. I know that it wasn't funny for you at the time though.!! loved all the bit about the facebook episode. You kept your patience very well, methinks!! Hopefully you will sleep better tonight.
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