One Page Per Day

I’m leaving in a few short days to attend the Allume Conference.  I’ll be meeting some sweet friends In Real Life that I’ve only been able to connect with online up until now. I. Can’t. Wait.

I’d like to think that I am a kind wife.

Or, a tad whack-a-doodle.

Either way, I made up a little agenda for Sweetman. There are four pages; one for each day that I’ll be gone. I thought I’d done a pretty decent job of including every little detail that might be important for him to know. Sweetman is a night owl.  Ours is a pretty beautiful pairing.  I do the mornings, he does the evenings.  This will be a whole new world of hurt for him, getting the kids up and attem’ in the mornings.

We went through the agenda this weekend.  We walked around the house discussing where to find the things needed for the double-header soccer games for both kids on Saturday and which folder is for reading and which one to put the bus notes into.  Sweetman is an engineer. He thrives on details.

So, it shouldn’t have surprised me to see this:

kids_agenda_Missindeedy

First of all, I’d like to apologize for what now looks like a Classified Document.

And next, I’ll spare your eyes from scanning for the following information:  Every Single little notation he made?  It was already in the notes.  But, he needed to rewrite it “for importance”, he said.

And there are three more pages.

Exactly. Like. This.

FOR THE LOVE!

Engineers…

It’s a good think I think he’s the bomb diggety.

(I must admit that I am slightly concerned that Homeland Security is going to be staring me down for writing the words “bomb” and “Classified” in one place on the web?  I’m just a Domestic Engineer who loves Jesus and Devil Dogs!  Promise!)

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10 thoughts on “One Page Per Day

  1. Okay, this is the funniest post just about ever. I was laughing out loud. I love it! And your parenthetical at the end? Bahahaha! I just know…Danger is your middle name, isn’t it?

  2. Ok, this was funny. Maybe I should try writing a document though, because I leave with a “See ya. Love ya!” and my husband calls twenty times (in the first 3 hours) to ask questions. Your way definitely seems better.
    ~FringeGirl

    • Oh, don’t you worry, FringeGirl. I still get at least one call loaded with questions. At least one. And the questions? “Where did you say you put the milk again? Is there more Velveeta in the pantry? Did you happen to do wash my jeans before you left?” Good stuff…

    • So stinkin’ excited for both of you! And I want to see of picture of both of you together, smiling pretty… and holding up a sign that says, “Hi Tanya! Wish you were here!” Kidding, not kidding. *sigh* I’ll be living vicariously through you for the next 4 days! Have an amazing time, sweet friends! And may God bless your time together at Allume.

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