Me. When my husband sprung it on me this morning: “We need to get to the office 30 minutes early. Let’s ride together.”
Ummm….. I haven’t brushed my hair or my teeth. I’m not wearing makeup. This will be a 10hr day at the office, so I need to pack a lunch or something edible.
But yes. Thank you. I am already wearing pants.
Has he prepped anything for the day? Men have it so simple. He’s dressed with shoes and wearing his coat to walk out the door. “Where are your keys?”
I slide the keys across the floor while I simultaneously shove an entire blender and a banana in my oversized purse.
“You can either wait by the door or out in the truck, but I’m going to need a couple more minutes!” Irritation…
He starts to tap his shoe on the floor and does that ‘I’m waiting for you body posture.’
At this point, I literally stick a full-size carton of almond milk in my backpack. Running into the bathroom, I swipe my small makeup bag off the counter onto the carton of almond milk. Jogging back to the kitchen to pick up my oversized purse, I tell him to move it. “Let’s go!”
Five minutes and we are out the door. Man is he lucky that I love him or this might be tomorrow morning….