Sounds like you needed to buy lunch and leave right after you woke up.

Also, who the hell fries canned tuna?

Anonymous wrote:You've posted before about your differences with DH on the long commute, right?

Anyway, you need some perspective, OP. And you need to get it quick before you have kids. Most of us woke up at 6am, did not have the luxury of eating breakfast, let alone fixing a lunch that involves cooking, dealt with tired and grumpy kids who suddenly remembered they need to do something important for school before they go, haven't even spoken to their DH for a few days as there hasn't been time, etc.

It's such a shame that we never appreciate what we have until it's too late.

Yes. Same one. Still hate the commute. I'm sooo sick of our morning routine ruining our lives. We are usually so in love and kind but we become so grumpy and bitter in the a.ms.

You had an "awful" morning and you don't have to get up until 7:30 and you don't have kids to get up and out the door????

Who gets up at 7:30 when they have to be at 8:30???

Anonymous wrote:You've posted before about your differences with DH on the long commute, right?

Anyway, you need some perspective, OP. And you need to get it quick before you have kids. Most of us woke up at 6am, did not have the luxury of eating breakfast, let alone fixing a lunch that involves cooking, dealt with tired and grumpy kids who suddenly remembered they need to do something important for school before they go, haven't even spoken to their DH for a few days as there hasn't been time, etc.

It's such a shame that we never appreciate what we have until it's too late.

Yeah I think I recognize this poster too. They stay super late at work and she's upset they don't have any friends and live in Vienna or something.

Divorce.

You've posted before about your differences with DH on the long commute, right?

Anyway, you need some perspective, OP. And you need to get it quick before you have kids. Most of us woke up at 6am, did not have the luxury of eating breakfast, let alone fixing a lunch that involves cooking, dealt with tired and grumpy kids who suddenly remembered they need to do something important for school before they go, haven't even spoken to their DH for a few days as there hasn't been time, etc.

It's such a shame that we never appreciate what we have until it's too late.

What non-preggie packs a real lunch for work? Banana, WW shake, you're good!

Anonymous wrote:Why exactly are you preparing a lunch in the morning? Why couldn't you do that the night before?

Agree. Also why did you prepare lunch after waking up exactly one hour before you needed to be at work, when your commute is an hour?

Why exactly are you preparing a lunch in the morning? Why couldn't you do that the night before?

Oh that sucks. Lunch is always made the night before and packed into bags so it's just grab and go. At least toucan commute together with DH.
It is just one day. Maybe the rest of the week will make up for it.
Commute is soul sucking. We paid a premium for an old small house so that I'm a mile away from be office and DH is about 30 min in reverse commute. When he has to go to tysons he comes home so angry from the drive.

My questions is who fries cans of tuna in the morning and does it make your work clothes smell like fish?

Get up earlier. Pack your lunches the night before. Etc.

Ummm... Is there a question in here?

So I had the worst morning ever this morning.

The clock strikes 7:30 am and I jump out of bed since I have a conference room to set up for work before 9 am. I nudge dh to wake up and go brush my teeth. As I'm done brushing, he walks in groggily and steps into the shower and asks me to prepare the tuna so he can make our tuna sandwiches for lunch.I get dressed and go in the kitchen and open 2 cans of tuna and lightly fry and spice the tuna. He then comes into the kitchen and finishes up the sandwiches as I put on my make up and shoes. As I'm getting dressed, I notice it is 8:20. WHOOPS. I need to be at the offce at 8:30!!

So I get to the door and start putting on my coat and urge dh to hurry up. I say I'm going to be late now. And he says AHHH! I am trying to make you a nice sandwich and you're accusing me of making you late. I complain that I will have to take a cab to my office from downtown since its late and he will be late for work and not drive me all the way to my office. He says if I keep complaining, he will definitely not drive me out of spite.

I'm grumpy, he's grumpy so I ignore it. We're both agitated now and we head out the door kind of bickering. We get in the car, hit 66 and I sigh. I HATE the commute. I have wanted us to live closer to the city for a YEAR but dh loves the suburbs and want to stay an hour away from DC. We are stuck in traffic every day. So, I sigh and mumble that I hate this and how I want to move closer.

He ignores me and says he is being nice and driving me and I thank him by being ungrateful and whining. We don't talk for a while. And then bicker because he says I am ungrateful and he feels unappreciated and I say I'm not being heard and I start crying and he is so frustrated he speeds up the car dangerously.Its a miracle we made it to work.I'm so frazzled and annoyed.