I woke up at five this morning because the puppy was barking at my door. Turns out, we didn't lock her in the bathroom or the basement last night. She snuggled with me for about fifteen minutes before I began to feel that, perhaps, I should stop ignoring my alarm clock and go to the boys' house to take him to work.
Good thing I did, too. Mike was still asleep. However, we discussed the other day (when I thought he was asleep and the door was locked) that the door would be unlocked so I could get in.
Half an hour later, he was finishing breakfast (whenever he says "We're leaving the house at 6:30," he means, "We're leaving the house at 6:45") when I saw a red car pull up. "Is Adam giving you a ride?"
"I think that might be Adam's car."
He looked out the window, "That is Adam's car. What do you think he's doing here?"
"Giving you a ride."
He stood to go out and talk to Adam who was looking askance at my car (and seriously, who can blame him?). "What are you doing here, Man?"
"Do you need a ride?"
"No, my woman's giving me one." Great. His woman. I poked my head out and glared at the two of them.
"Did you ever think your woman might not want to drive this morning?"
I laughed and poked my head around, "Thanks for coming by, Adam."
"I just didn't want to get to South Bend and have him call me up and ask for a ride." We both finished in our heads, "Because he would."
Evidently, Mike heard it, because he said, "Hey! I would not!"
"So, who's driving?" Asked Adam. The two of us exchanged glances and laughed. "Next time, CALL me so I know," said Adam to Mike, getting in his car. "By the way, you driving him tomorrow?"
"Yeah, need a ride?"
"I'll think about it."
Mike and I went back inside, talked for a bit and still made it before Adam. All because Adam took the way that's closer from his house, subsequently adding 20 minutes to his trip. Haha.
Army guys. They're all about efficiency, and still...