Apparently, we had a failure to communicate.
*I* thought she was going to show up around 8am.
Because she asked me, "How early would be too early?"
And when I answered that we'd all be decent by 8am, she said, "That's about when I drop my daughter off at school. That'll work just fine."
But, she arrived about 10:45am, more than an hour after I left for work. And left goodies with Elder Son who happened to have the day off school today. Lucky for her.
I suppose I never did say how *late* would be too late.
It wouldn't bother me so much except that I skipped my walk this morning figuring an 8am visit would throw off my (very necessary) post-walk shower time.
And then, I waited.
At least I have my perfume.
So, I should quit raising a stink about it.
Thursday, November 20, 2008