Sometimes, I wonder if men really understand why cancelling last minute is super annoying for women.
The plumber and I have now had two nights where we’ve made plans, and he’s cancelled both at the last minute. I have Liam for an extended period of time, so if he wants to see me, it has to be at my place for a drink after Liam is asleep.
I suppose 9:15 pm is late for someone who starts work at 6am, but I’m in the camp of “don’t make plans if you can’t follow through.”
While nowhere near as serious as standing someone up when they are meeting you at a restaurant, or even cancelling last minute when you are going out, still. There’s a lot I do to prepare for a casual pop-by.
In the morning, I shower and shave a number of body parts. Because I’m blonde I can’t have laser hair removal so it’s legs, armpits, bikini line. I trim the bush, and remove the hair on my upper lip.
I tidy my bedroom and my house. I think about what I will wear later that night.
When I get home from work, I wrangle the child and tidy the house, again. I have a boy – shit happens. I make sure there is enough wine in the fridge. Contemplate snacks. Sometimes take out cheeses to get to the right temperature.
I make sure I’m wearing nice underwear and a non-boring bra. Wrangle the child some more, hustle him to bed in time. Brush my teeth when he brushes his. I don’t get changed into my pyjamas, as I usually would. I get changed, depending what I wore to work. I make sure my hair looks somewhat reasonable. I put my contacts in.
I sit with Liam as he falls asleep.
I get the text:
“Hey Ann, I’m laying down. I hate to miss out seeing you. But 6am comes early and I’m tired.”