Good thing H doesn't get in until almost midnight...
Right now I want to just slap him good.
H just called a few minutes ago, I was in the car driving w S6 talking to me in the backseat.
It was loud, airport noise in the background, he was hard to hear. He said his flight was leaving Calgary at 3:15 and getting into Houston at 8:15. Then he got into Omaha at 10.
I wasn't sure I heard right, that didn't seem possible to me. So I asked, "So you get into Houston at 8:15 and get to Omaha at 10?"
H gets snarly and says "OK you can look it up if you don't want to believe me--"
I cut him off and said, "No, I was just checking to make sure I heard right b/c it is loud in your airport and loud in the car w/S6."
H says, "Well then you should have said that."
I said, "So it is one hour earlier where you are, not one hour later". The other night I am sure he said it was an hour later where he was which confused me as I thought he was in Calgary...
H snips at me, "No, it is later where I am, it gets dark later, etc...We are an hour behind you."
I said, "I am thinking in terms of time. It is 3:45 here and 2:45 there, so it is later here...behind makes sense to me"
H, "Fine, okay." He is acting annoyed like I have done something?
I said "Okay, so you get to Houston around 8 and get home around 10. Have a safe flight."
Went straight in the house and looked online. He gets into Houston at 8 but into Omaha at 11. Grr. I knew it couldn't be 10. That isn't even the point. Point is, he got all bent out of shape for me double checking to make sure I heard him correctly.
Yet I am trying to be freaking Mary Sunshine while he blows off my last attempt at saving our marriage...........................................
