Thursday, October 30, 2008

late, but for a good reason.

One night on our way back from Bible Study, I was talking with my mother-in-law (FMIL--favorite mother-in-law :) about how I am incapable of leaving on time to get to work. It's like this inherent quality that I cannot get rid of.

Sidenote/Excuse: Really, it starts way earlier than just leaving. It starts with me getting out of bed. (Okay, not just side note, side story) I had a genius idea to use our new iHome (we got as a wedding gift) as our alarm clock. Then, I'd have options. I could wake up to Michael Jackson (Billy Jean preferably--it makes me dance as soon as I hear it...even if I hear it from a dead sleep), Kenny Chesney, The Temptations, or Ludacris. I was so excited about this but I knew I could not set it up beside my bed because I would never get up. Therfore, I set it up across the room so I would have to get out of the bed to turn it off. Well, upon unpacking my our iHome I found this amazing remote. There went my theory of putting the alarm clock across the room, I just started using the remote to turn the alarm off.

Well now that we’re back from the ridiculously long sidenote, FMIL and I were talking about why I rush around and racing to work like a mad woman and I proceed to tell her about my failed attempts to change it.

The first day I tried to change it, I woke up and realized that I was going to use my remote to hit snooze so I threw it across the room (meaning I would have to get up). But, when the alarm went off again, I got out of bed, turned off the alarm, picked the remote up off the floor and climbed back in bed. The next night I hid the remote inside my closet in a rubbermaid container on the top shelf. The next morning when the alarm went off, I got out of bed, opened my closet, rummaged around in the rubbermaid container, found the remote, hit snooze and went back to bed.

Ridiculous. I know.

After all this I decided I HAD to do something. FMIL and I decided that I needed to set a time to leave. Therefore, no matter what I was doing or what time I had actually gotten out of bed (for good) I would leave at that set time (7:30 AM). Well, since that day, about two weeks ago, I've done so good! I've actually been impressed with myself!

But, on Thursday morning, I was late.

Before you get to judging, let me tell you the reason!

I came out of the bedroom, ready to grab my yogurt and cheese stick and head off to work and there, on the table, sat my most favorite breakfast in the world!

Worker Man fixed me egg whites with cheese, toast, and a glass of orange juice.

Now, THAT'S a good husband and a good reason for being late!


  1. Oh, how precious Jordie! Your third grade teacher is so proud of the man you have become and the adorable wife you chose!