Behavior Modification

Mr F was working late tonight. For once he actually gave me the heads up that this would happen ahead of time. With a little warning (would be even better with say 24 hours or more of warning... but hey beggars can't be choosers) late nights really don't bother me... I just need to know so I can plan accordingly and not burn out on the homestretch.

He checked in at around 8 to tell me he would in fact not be home at 8:30 as he suspected but more like 9:30. Again KUDDOS to you, Mr F, it seems like 10 years of my yelling at you upon your late return is starting to make a difference.

At 10:30, however, I started to wonder if my dearly beloved (and yes I say that tongue in cheek... we do not talk like that... I usually call him "you MF" and that doesn't stand for Mr F if you know what I mean) had been killed in a car accident. So I called him... and after establishing that he was still alive we had a little conversation..

"I love you." Mr F says.

"Why?" I ask.

"I just do." Mr F replies sounding particularly smitten.

"What's motivating you to say that?" Mrs F asks suspiciously.

"It's weird... but I'm just excited to come home." Mr F says somewhat wistfully.

"Yeah that's so weird." I reply sarcastically.

"Well... I hope you are excited to come home to a kitchen full of dishes that you need to get done, in the next 20 minutes, before I go to bed." I add.

"Can't wait." Mr F replies through his laughter.