It's Monday and it's time for Wendy's Life is Funny carnival. I always try to think (really carefully, and sometimes too hard) about what I want to post....but then, this morning happened. I think this story is so ridiculous, it counts as funny.
By the way, I can't say I never complain about my hubs, because that would be a flat out lie. Again for the normal yada-yada disclaimer. Honey, I love you very much, although sometimes I just need to tell stories about you. Because that's what makes you, you.
Last night, my husband announced that he was going to take a vacation day this morning. Honestly, I never know when he's messing with me. He knows I work from home on Mondays and like to be by myself. I figured he was just messing with me.
He got out of bed at his normal hour (4:00 am). Don't ask why he gets up that early, because I don't know. What I do know, is that he goes to bed by 7:30 - 8:00 and I get to watch whatever kind of television I want. Trust me when I say we have very different TV-viewing habits!
A little before 6:00 he came into the bedroom and told me that he was going to run some errands (go to the hardware store, the paint store, get breakfast, whatever). I just stared at him, because I was half asleep and I honestly don't believe I even responded.
I got up at 6:30 and started to work. I always like to check my email while I'm making my morning tea and get that out of the way. I left the house a little before 8:00 this morning because I needed to drop my car off at the collision center and pick up my rental car for the next however many days.
I called my husband to tell him what I was up to, since I had a vague dream that he might have said something to me earlier. I called and left a voicemail for him on his cell phone since he didn't answer. I assumed he had gone to work and was just messing with me. So, I locked up the house and went on my merry way.
I took the car to the collision center and had to walk across the street to the rental car place. I waited in a nice long line for a Monday morning and as soon as I got up to the counter, I glanced at my blackberry (for work) and saw that I had 3 missed phone calls and a text message. At the same time, I heard my iphone (for personal) beep with a text. I read the messages and had to laugh out loud.
He was locked out of the house.
And for some reason, this was my issue.
Fact: He has told me before that he was going to take a vacation day, but ended up going to work.
Fact: He admitted that he heard his cell phone ring, but didn't answer it because he was talking to some guy from church while in the paint store.
Fact: He had the nerve to ask me, why I had not answered my phones when they rang (answer, they were on silent and I didn't hear, and the fact that I was dealing with Honda might have had something to do with it).
Fact: Normal people bring their house keys with them when they leave the house.
Fact: He's apparently not normal.
Fact: I had to take a dirty rental car, so I could come home and bail my husband out.
Fact: This is so ridiculous that somehow it's funny (although it didn't seem funny to me this morning).
Fact: He took me out for a nice lunch to thank me for coming home quickly.
Fact: He looked at me at lunch and said, "You're going to blog about this, aren't you?"
Fact: Yes. Life is funny :)
That's all for now.
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