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[oyceter]

Why does the stupid boy stay out all night doing homework and not even bother to call me to say that it's almost midnight and he's not coming home yet so all I can do is wait and wait and wait and call his stupid cell phone which has no reception??

ETA: and of course the second I post this he steps through the door. But still. He never remembers to call when he's late and never bothers to try even though he knows that I worry when I call his cell phone and can't get any reception and everything! Is it too much to ask to just know when he's coming home and to get a bit of an FYI if he's going to be an hour and half later than he said he would be?

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[angeyja.livejournal.com]

*grin* It is not. Ben used to do this also.

And, I used to be much more easy with the little big Ben; but since the concrete-in-the-eye incident, I've gotten very twitchy when I don't know where he is. Good luck with this!

[yhlee.livejournal.com]

No, it's not.

This took a lot of persistence for me to hammer through my husband's skull. And it sucks that one has to be persistent, frankly, but it's worth the effort. *hug*

hrm...

[(Anonymous)]

you sound like our parents. "it's so late! why didn't you call us [every half hour] to let us know where you are???...."

but, i must agree. it's annoying when you have to wait up for someone because the person doesn't call AND has bad cell reception.


(anlee)

[wild-irises.livejournal.com]

Sometimes it's possible to make arrangements that don't depend on one person having to be perfectly prompt or the other one always worrying. I'm thinking about, "please call if you're going to be _more than an hour_ later than you expected," or "I'll call if I notice that I'm running late, but please cut me at least [x time]'s slack before you start to freak out, 'cause I run late." That kind of thing.

[mamculuna.livejournal.com]

People do this. It's not just men--friends, children. People do it. Now's the time to find a way around letting it bother you. I can't tell you what that would be, for you, but if you let it bother you, it'll drive you nuts.

With my first husband, I felt as you do. With Bill, I just find something else to do and pretend that he's gone away for the weekend, or something. It works for me.