Tea's ready.

Waiting for the Mr.
Late home again.

How I long for next week, when he becomes a clinical tutor and tea can be at a sensible hour and I'll know pretty much that he will finish when he finishes. Not late because of some accident - which incidentally I don't mind. What really gets my goat is when my lovely man who has almost completed a twelve hour day and is due to finish in the next 30 minutes gets a most ridiculous job from somebody who could, actually if they were not so lazy, make their own way to the hospital. Rather than call out my husband who is due to finish, has a tea that is slowly drying out, and a family that is waiting to see him for the first time that day.

So the next time your fingernail breaks, or the remote doesn't actually work, or the tummy ache is still there for the third day, or your back ache hasn't improved - although you haven't taken any painkillers, do NOT call for an ambulance.

Grrr - rant over :)