Tossing Love into the Mix
Love in Marriage: 365 Reasons I Love My Husband
There is little that can ramp up my anxiety or my frustration levels like traffic, especially when I am trying to get to an appointment on time. Ever since I was young, my dad always talked about how showing up to an appointment on time demonstrates a level of respect for the person with whom you are meeting. Because of this, my dad almost always left in plenty of time to get where he needed to go, allowing for unknowns, including traffic.
This has pretty much been my way of doing life, too, until I had kids.
If you’re a parent, you know what I’m talking about here. And, if you’re not, I strongly suggest you take 20 minutes to watch this Michael McIntyre clip about being a parent (you will not regret it). His description about trying to leave the house is absolutely spot-on and every parent can see themselves in his words.
Anyway, since having kids, my dad’s long-standing rule about getting places early or on time has become a distant memory. There are days when I celebrate sitting in the parking lot of a therapy place or the charter school my 6th grader attends by listening to one or two more favorite songs from one of their Spotify playlists. But those moments, they are few and far between these days.
