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Friday, October 17, 2008

 

In One Ear and then to Outer Space

I feel like I’ve had the following conversation with my husband a zillion times.

The situation: We are meeting at 1 p.m. on Thursday at our son’s school for a parent teacher conference.  I need to BART from my job in San Francisco to the school in Oakland.  My husband works out of our home in Oakland.          

The conversation begins on Tuesday: 

Me:  I’ll have to meet you at school on Thursday, the day of the conference.  I’ll probably just make it in time.  It’s going to be a tough day for me to take time off work.

My husband: OK.

The conversation continues on Thursday: 

Me: Tomorrow is the parent teacher conference.  I’ll meet you at school.  I won’t have time to come home first.

Husband: OK, I’ll meet you there.

I think the conversation wraps up Friday morning.  My husband is still in bed when I leave for work. I kiss his cheek.

Me: I’ll see you at school at 1.

Husband: OK.

Around 10:30, I check voice mail messages. My husband’s voice:  Uh, so I guess you’ll come home first and then we’ll go to school together? Is that what we’re doing?

Aaagh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

By Marianne Lonsdale

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Comments:
you must have installed a hidden camera in my house! it is amazing.
 
Do we have the same husband?

-MC
 
Aaagh! Ditto for me.I think I need to record all my conversations so I can playback when needed, because sometimes its just too much!
TM :)
 
My husband's favorite is to act alarmed "is that today?" just to freak me out even if he remembered! Or he would just parrot back what I just said without paying attention. Now I make him repeat back to me the information in different words.
 
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