Seriously - my husband is great - I've talked about him before and he's a wonderful guy.
Sometimes though - I'd like to just, well, hurt him. Or leave him. or kill him. Just a little.
Last week was not a good one in the world of Dan, this week, not looking good either.
To sum up last week - was half an hour late to watch the girls so I could go to my appointment. I missed my appointment and it cost me the $90 cancellation fee since she can't bill insurance if services aren't provided. Nice. Then the next night he was half an hour late coming home from work so I was late for my physical. Then the next night he couldn't find another ride or take a cab home so I had to drive while partly delusional to pick him up. Do we see a trend here?
I thought all of this was behind us as now that we have 2 cars, I can just go, right?
You'd be sooo wrong.
Today I have to go to the doctor to get a flu shot and some lab work done. No biggie. I pack the diaper bag, get both girls in clean diapers, change their clothes. Get their jackets on. Get ready to leave. No keys. Weird.
I check my jacket. No keys. I check the basket where we keep our keys. No keys.
I call Dan. He doesn't know where they are.
He calls me back. "ummm, I seem to have BOTH sets of keys."
Yeah - somedays I just want to hurt him a little.