What a Life!

In an update to yesterday’s post…when Steve got home, he said traffic at the earlier hour was actually worse. Perhaps because he is driving just to the edge of town and everyone else has to go futher in so even though they don’t have to report for duty until 8:00, they need to be where he is when he’s trying to get there in time to report at 7:30? (Got all that?)

It’s funny, too, because every since I’ve known Steve, he’s talked about wishing that his hours were more like these new “summer hours.” If nothing else, he’d really like to come in early and then leave earlier and have more of an evening.

Now going to work earlier means getting up earlier which means going to bed earlier so don’t ask me to tell you why it all makes sense. I’m just saying is all.

But I did do better myself this morning. I made his lunch before I got in the shower. Steve still got to enjoy the normal morning “banter” between the boys. In fact, before he came upstairs, I had already given Ben one of those time-outs that instead of being one minute for every year of his age was more like two or three minutes for every year of his age. Quite frankly, sometimes it’s more about how mad he’s made me and how much time I need in order to calm down and be rational than it is about him. Children!

Steve has said that if the traffic continues to be worse in the morning, he’s going back to his old hours. So we shall see. At least it won’t be my inability to adapt that will bring an end to the glorious summer hours he was so excited about…