So DH had to go back to Walter Reed today to get his cast removed (finally!). I always worry when he is driving without me because he has a tendency to get sleepy (it's about a 4 hour drive). On his way home he pulled over like a good boy about 5pm and called to tell me he was taking a nap. I finally got ahold of him again about 6:50pm to make sure he was awake. He was about 90 miles away from home - no biggie now that he's rested a while.
Then my phone rings again about 8:00pm...
DH: Hi Honey. The good news is that I'm not in jail and I'm not hurt.
Me: Okay... the bad news?
DH: Well, I pulled in to the gas station and I left the truck running..... etc, etc, etc. (In my head I'm wondering if a) someone stole his truck, b) he didn't have any money/debit/credit card for gas, c) the truck fell apart or something...) It was a bit unnerving, but I did my best to be patient and wait for the "punchline."
DH: (Punchline) ...I fell asleep (for an HOUR) with my head resting on the steering wheel and the truck was still running.
Me: Oh. Okay. (As I wipe the sweat off my brow and take deep breaths because he really is fine and so is the truck).
DH: ...so I'll be home later than expected.
Now here's the sad part - NO ONE came out to see if DH was okay. I mean, he was parked next to a gas pump with his head on the steering wheel for AN HOUR!!! Fortunately DH was just asleep.
Another reason DH needs to work on his delivery:
Last week our dog ran away (he's back now, thank goodness!). I was at work and I got a call from DH...
Me: Hello?
DH: We don't have a dog any more.
Me: What?! What are you talking about?
DH: Major (the dog) ran way... etc, etc.
I think I need to help DH work on his timing and delivery. Either he drags everything out (scenario #1) or he is so quick to the point (scenario #2) that it's like getting hit in the face with a baseball bat. Find a balance, for cryin' out loud! (Okay, I feel better now. Actually, when DH walks through the front door I'll feel A LOT better).
Anyone else have issues like this?
