I thought YOU were picking up the kids!

So, yesterday I walked out of the high school feeling happy and joyful that I am going to LOVE teaching high school. The sun was shining and the birds were singing. I was looking forward to rushing home to get to the my kid's school Open House. I take out my phone and see that hubby has called. I call him back. . . It's a darn good thing I did!

I pause in my story to say that hubby was not working yesterday. Business has dried up and he was doing a home improvement task at home. He had been cleaning house on Monday and did a horrible thing. He dumped a bucket of cleaning water in the toilet. Doesn't sound horrible until you learn that he had left the wash cloth in the bucket that he dumped. Yep, the cloth went right down the toilet right before his eyes. He walked out into the living room and shared the news with me. He looked as if he were about to puke. I was a good girl and didn't laugh. IT TOOK EVERYTHING I HAD, but I DID NOT laugh at him.

So yesterday morning my toilet began to bubble and sing -- with the sink drain humming a harmony. Apparently the "pray the cloth went through and that we don't have to do anything about it" plan didn't work out so great. So dear Hubby had to remove the toilet and snake the whole line yesterday. This was a problem but it was one that HE created. AGAIN, I did not laugh at his predicament that HE created.

Hubby knew my teaching thing lasted until 5pm. He knew that this school is a good 45 minutes away from home in good traffic. He KNEW the kids needed to be picked up at 6:00pm. HE is the one that wasn't working yesterday. So WHY did he think I would be picking them up??? Why was HE calling ME at 5:55?? What was he thinking? UGH. "But honey, I'm up to my elbows....." I then explained that no matter what, he would beat me there. I told him that I'd meet him there for the Open House.

He foolishly gave me attitude. I gave some back. He went and got the kids. I called my best friend to see if she could save us and had no luck. I ground my teeth in frustration... He called me back and was proud of himself that he almost made it on time.

I got to Open House at 6:30. I was able to read "The Silver Chair" from the Chronicles of Narnia to my kids before they went to bed. We had a good night despite the tribulations.

Hubby put the toilet that HE broke back together. Hubby cleaned up HIS mess. HE was all proud of himself and seeking high praise for HIS cleaning up of HIS problem that HE created. I clenched my teeth and congratulated him.

Today I was working and he was home. I called him to confirm who would be making dinner and picking up the kids from school. He confirmed that HE would be handling this today and told me "Don't even worry about it, I have it handled." WE laughed. I'm so proud of HIM. I love him.

(I think he now knows that if YOU are not the one working, YOU are the one picking up the kids!)