It never ceases to amaze me how my husband can't get out the door in the morning. I have never seen anyone so flatfooted and disorganized in the morning. Me, I lay out my clothes the night before, right down to the lingerie and the jewelry. I pack my lunch the night before so I'm ready to go - no running around at the last minute. I am "encouraging" my daugher to employ these same practices - which is backfiring a little bit because if something doesn't fit her, she refuses to take it off, once on. However, she's only in first grade so noone cares if she looks like a hobo.
Anyway - my husband gets up at 6 and leaves the house at 7:30. I iron his clothes on the weekend so all he has to do is garanimal in the morning and get out the door. Instead, I find him watching the news, or going online or not doing what he's supposed to be doing! I make the beds, I make the breakfast, I make the to go coffees, I get the kid washed and brushed - what in god's name is he doing that takes so long...half the time he forgets the coffee, or the laptop - it's insane. And he's literally running out the door because he's late. What else can I possibly do besides dress him and drive him to work??
Guess some things take time.
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