I’ve become somewhat of a stickler in my old age. Long gone are the care free days of waking up at the crack of noon, making open-ended plans with all my friends, knowing the odds were more likely I would end up lounging around on my couch playing video games than following through with any of those plans. You know, life pre marriage/kids.
But now, I’ve done a complete 180. If you make plans with me, you better stick to them! Not only that, if you’re not 15 minutes early; you’re already late.
I know, it probably sounds like I’m in constant Drill Sergeant mode, and I am. Time spent in the military, then marrying a woman who always says, “I’ll be ready in 5 minutes” in 10 minute increments for 30 minutes, when I’m ready to go, and then having 2 adorable, yet highly annoying (at times) kids, will do that to a person.