Morning routines

[Nick]

Mr Nick's

7.30 get up
7.32 switch on computer and coffee machine
7.35 Have coffee and check e mails
7.40 Shower
7.45 Get dressed
7.48 Prepare Boy's breakfast/ Have more coffee and a fag


Job done

The Boy

8.00 Wake up
8.02 Devour breakfast
8.04 Get dressed
8.05 Demand to know what wer are doing today

Mrs Nick

7.50 Wake up
8.00 Make pot of tea
8.15 Faff about in kitchen
8.30 Eat some cereals
8.45 More faffing
9.00 Have shower
9.20 Get dressed
9.30 Enquire if jacket and skirt "go" together
9.45 Repeat question for new outfit
10.00 Decide to get changed again
10.10 Make pointless phone call. Ask me what time it is
10.15 Denies it can be so late and checks own watch. Declares she is late for work
10.30 Read local free paper
10.40 Faff about in the kitchen a bit more

10.50 Issue some instructions
10.58 Leave for work
11.05 Return to house to collect specs
11.06 Open mail
11.10 Leave for work again
 

[Barman]

It?s amazing how they manage to find things to fit in between the time they should leave and the time that will ensure they arrive late?

Why do they do that?
 

[Nick]

Over 3 hours to have a shower. get dressed, have breakfast and leave. It is weird. I spect Landlady will demur though

[Barman]

She?s just getting ready to go to a wedding.

She?ll be late. 







I?ll delete this thread when we?re finished.

[Snoopy]

All sounds horribly familiar to me but that is in the past..

I have given up getting up first. I now stay "asleep" until the tribe have breakfasted, used bathroom etc then I accept a cup of green tea (with lemon) ~ 8am Saunter into the now devastated bathroom, tidy it, Sh*t Shave and Shampoo, dress and come down stairs, Push Mrs S into her car with words like "Take care, No You're not late, No your arse does not look big in that, See you later" Then return to study, switch on PC and check emails, make more green tea (with lemon) entertain visitors, write letters, pay bills, check share prices, place bet on the 3.30 etc chat on here, write 2000 words (when I can manage that much) attend various clinics etc, have arguments with printers, chase outstanding invoices and so on until it comes time to drive round picking up and delivering children to and from various schools and evening activities whilst shoving food into them on demand. 8pm read for an hour, 9pm bed listen to Radio ~ Lights out at 10.

[Nick]

She?s just getting ready to go to a wedding.

She?ll be late. 







I?ll delete this thread when we?re finished.

If we have to get out for something like that I advance all the clocks in the house by 30 minutes (true)! Eaisder alternative is to tell her we have to be there half an hour earlier than we really do. Either way we just make it on time

[Nick]

All sounds horribly familiar to me but that is in the past..

I have given up getting up first. I now stay "asleep" until the tribe have breakfasted, used bathroom etc then I accept a cup of green tea (with lemon) ~ 8am Saunter into the now devastated bathroom, tidy it, Sh*t Shave and Shampoo, dress and come down stairs, Push Mrs S into her car with words like "Take care, No You're not late, No your arse does not look big in that, See you later" Then return to study, switch on PC and check emails, make more green tea (with lemon) entertain visitors, write letters, pay bills, check share prices, place bet on the 3.30 etc chat on here, write 2000 words (when I can manage that much) attend various clinics etc, have arguments with printers, chase outstanding invoices and so on until it comes time to drive round picking up and delivering children to and from various schools and evening activities whilst shoving food into them on demand. 8pm read for an hour, 9pm bed listen to Radio ~ Lights out at 10.

Oh yes, book and Radio 4. My refuges!

[Barman]

I hate being late!!!

[Snoopy]

I shall be happy to be late for my funeral.

[Nick]

Me too. Getting out of the house can be a nightmare. Do you too, sit in the car with the engine running while she runs in and out of the house collecting bits and bobs and still forgets something? We once were an hour into a three day trip to Devon when she announced she had brought no SHOES!. We had to go home and start all over again.

[Nick]

I shall be happy to be late for my funeral.

I have told Mrs Nick that on her tombstone I shall have the words "I'll only be a minute" engraved in large letters!

[Barman]

I shall be happy to be late for my funeral.

We shall be late for your funeral too...  

[Barman]

Me too. Getting out of the house can be a nightmare. Do you too, sit in the car with the engine running while she runs in and out of the house collecting bits and bobs and still forgets something? We once were an hour into a three day trip to Devon when she announced she had brought no SHOES!. We had to go home and start all over again.

No, she?s not chaotic like that ? very organised in fact. 

Just this bizarre need to be fucking late! 

[Nick]

So will we. Which reminds me of a funeral cock up story which involved a family falling out and the non welcome part of the family were told the funeral was at 11.00. It turned out to be at 4.00.

First time I have ever received a letter of apology about a funeral

[Nick]

Just this bizarre need to be fucking late! 

Is it a need or a disability. And don't start me off on "multi-tasking"! I multi task, she FAFFS