Tag Archives: schedule

Every Moment Counts

by

0

Image

Every morning at 5am, I send my husband off to work. Much like every other wife I don’t know what is going to happen from day to day. Will he be safe? Will the day be productive? All in all these are things that I obsess over as some might say. The truth is that I am very focused when it comes to time and what it does to every day life. Is there enough time to do what we want to, have to, or even to live in the moments in between those times? Only time will tell…

Last night was one of those occasions. He comes in, doesn’t even kiss me hello, and goes directly into bed and accuses me for “having put a guilt trip on him into kissing me” while he is briefly awake. So then, I stay up half the night, because believe me at this time it’s all I can sleep, thinking about how our lives have changed over the past eight years. I love my husband and I would never be as foolish as to think that our marriage was changing on the account of one kiss. But your mind tends to wonder when you spend a lot of time alone with your thoughts while everyone that you know is out there having a life while you are sitting at home and your partner only spends about an hour with you per day. From what we have all come to accept, society has lead us to think that a kiss can make or break a relationship, and yes ladies and gentlemen, I was in that place last night. Lately, we have spent so little time together on account of his schedule that I really am starting to get the impression that our marriage is changing. That based on something as simple and yet as complex as time that our lifetime commitment was and or is fading. For hours, I went around steamed thinking that our relationship had changed because my husband had not pressed his lips yup against mine for any amount of time. I talked to friends as the night went on about what this may mean. Was he still in love with me? Had his mind changed? Come to find out, he had a cold that he had contracted from a child that was riding in the back seat and coughing as they traveled. Here is my question though.. Would it had killed him to tell me that? Is communicating really that painful?

The Schedule

by

0

Happiness is often the result of being too busy to be miserable. I swear sometimes I wonder how I am dealing and emotionally surviving being a cab driver’s wife. At first I prepared myself for the early mornings and the fact that our time together was going to diminish to about three percent. But there are some days that it’s ridiculous  I never thought it would be  7:15pm, and he would be asleep for over half an hour. ASSLEEP!!!!!!!!!!! What kind of life is this? My landlord made a statement that made a lot of sense… He said and I quote “so much for married life huh”? What have our lives come to?

I know that he works, and that he is tired when he comes home, but an hour after he gets home and he is dead to the world. I realize that things have to be this way for a while, but really? I am not saying he should not get his sleep, but today I didn’t even get a kiss hello. What is that?

Love

by

0

On our wedding day, a very wise man named Orlando told me that at the end of the day, brothers and sisters move on, parents die, and friends have other interests. You and your husband, each other is all you have. You know, he is a very wise man. Each other is all we have. And over the past 8 years or so, my husband and I, we have held tightly onto each other no matter what. I love him.. that is all I know. I find myself, even as angry as I get at our situation and his schedule, taking care of everything I possibly can so that he doesn’t have to worry about anything extra and focus on his six day a week, twelve hour a day job. Does that seem like love, or like I’m trying to prevent conflict..?

The Good Life

by

0

My cousin is a doctor. Right now she is doing her residency and so she works close to 16 hours a day. We are all very proud of her. I know that it takes dedication and real desire to be able to get this done. I find that since her schedule is so busy and she lives so far away, that our time with her is really precious. She used to be with this really nice guy, but I think , from what I remember her commitments and schedule broke them up. It was a real shame because they are or were I’m not sure a really cute, devoted, and sweet couple. They used to be inseparable.

I am now starting to understand what her boyfriend went through while trying to have a relationship with her. As I have mentioned before , I recently became the wife of a cab driver. Don’t get me wrong, we have been married for over 7 years, so us getting together is not new, but the job is new. This also means that the schedule is new. Anyway, we are trying to make it. However , I am starting to notice some changes between us. I know that to some of you who read this , it may seem like I am complaining all the time. Let me be clear, this is not complaining, these are mere observations. Complains are the type of thing you just talk about without really wanting to do anything about changing your situation. Observations are totally objective and when you see something about the situation that you don’t like then the observer may choose to change what is happening by doing something about it. These are observations, so far.  However, I am starting to see some changes that may need to be made.

Let’s step back into a few days ago if you will.  When the training started, we were both all for it.. The first thing I noticed was that his schedule seems to be very close to that of a doctor’s schedule. While this schedule does not include the debt of the medical degree, or the inside information into the health care system, it does seem to include the isolation of it. The other day, I noticed that when my husband stopped by to see a friend before he came home. I usually don’t mind that, but I hadn’t seen him in over 12 hours, so naturally, I wanted to be the first one that got to see him outside of work. Another thing that happened was that when he finally got home, all he did was take a shower, eat dinner, and 20 minutes later crawl into bed and pass out until the alarm clock went off at 5am claiming that he was just going to take a nap. No conversation to speak off except to defend his schedule, and to tell me about how his hours would change in a few days into 2 hours earlier from the present schedule. I guess I am noticing that I have to take a number now when it comes to my husband. I don’t mind, I am used to having to take a number when it comes to romance, but it’s new when it comes to having to take a number with my husband. I am used to being his number one. Is it wrong on me to want the perks of a doctor’s schedule even through we may not have the salary? Or am I entitled to be the first appointment on my husband’s schedule?