Monday, April 14, 2008
Waiting on Tim
I feel like I spend my whole life waiting on Tim. I had to wait for him to decide to get married. Once married I was always waiting at least 30 minutes to go anywhere. Now that we are in the Navy I am ALWAYS waiting on him. I am told one time and I sit and wait for no less than 15 minutes pass the told time. Sometimes I am made to wait hours. Communication seems to have been lost in his vocabulary. This evening I was told Taps (that is bed time for all you civilians) was 2100( 9:00pm). I get dinner ready and go to pick him up. I get to the ship (building) and the lights in his compartment are still on. What the heck? So I call and say what the hell. Instead of oh sorry taps changed I get an attitude and told not to bother him. I wonder if I can be bothered to pick him up in an hour...
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I rarely wait on Eugene. It is usually the other way around. When he has to wait for me, he starts to jingle his keys. That means it's time to go. I have had to wait for everyone of our children though. :) I guess that just goes with the territory. I guess Tim will have to be your child. :)
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