Managing the Lion

I believe I may have mentioned this once or twice in the past, but the Urbane Lion is not the most organized being.  I have learned never to assume that he necessarily has what he needs.  Items get lost, sorry confused, quite a bit where he is concerned..keys, child. It's a darn good thing he is exceedingly handsome and charming, because he is a lot of effort to manage.  My Middle Daughter laughed at me one day and pointed out that I am in a relationship, not a project, and I shouldn't be managing the Urbane Lion.  Well, yes I should.  Okay, well, no I could let things remain confused, but for my mental health, yes I should.

Housekeys. They went missing for a week.  They must be on the boat. Nope. Must be in his pants' pocket. Nope. Must be in his car. Nope.  I'm tearing the boat, the house and the car apart for his keys.  Did he drop them somewhere? Is someone going to use them to break into the house? How on earth can he be so calm?  "Don't worry", he would assure me, "they are somewhere." This as he is asking me yet again to dig my keys out so that we can lock up.  They turned up in his briefcase.  I have added his briefcase to my search criteria.

Boat keys.  Supposedly this one was my fault. I was the last one in the boat. Um, yes, but my keys are in my purse where they belong. Ah yes, but he left the boat early one morning, leaving me in the boat with his keys; therefore, I was responsible for not bringing them home.  For the life of me, I couldn't picture the keys anywhere on the boat.  "Where did you leave them, dear?"  "In the ignition."  "WHAT?! We've left the keys to the boat in the ignition for three days?!"  And I still couldn't picture them.  Turns out he had covered the entire dash (does a boat have a dash?) with a huge towel.  Uh-huh, like I was supposed to know there were keys under there. I have added the boat ignition to my search criteria.

Child.  The Urbane Lion and the Ex have a very flexible schedule where the Ten Year Old is concerned. This is excellent, but I find it very hard to keep up with the comings and goings.  The Ex cleverly gave the Urbane Lion a two month schedule..she clearly knows him well..and I posted it on the corkboard in the study. The other night he was talking to her on the phone and I watched him switch nights on the calendar. Only he forgot he'd done that, until I questioned his claim that we had the night to ourselves.  A phone call to the Ex confirmed that he had indeed agreed to the switch. The Urbane Lion told me to chill, because he always checks with the Ex on the day of any proposed changes.  Works if he remembers there is a change in the first place, which he didn't!  I have added the Ex to my search criteria.

I try to keep us organized.  I really do.  I cleverly instituted a Boat Basket, placed in the front hall to place items in that need to return to the boat. It was working well, until last night when I went to put something in it.  "Where's the Boat Basket, dear?"  "Ah, that, well, it's on the boat."

It's a darn good thing he is exceedingly handsome and charming.

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Today's writing inspiration: Froud Faeries Oracle - The Friends

Comments

[Cecily]

See, I KNEW I wasn't only one who thinks men can't find anything to save their lives. When my husband can't find something he immediately thinks someone stole it.

GREAT post!!

Thanks for stopping by my blog today. And for telling me that "those days" will someday end. I don't know if I believe you, but thanks. :)

[Urban Panther]

Cecily - The Urbane Lion was going to try and defend himself, but thought better of it because he had to get us to stop by the boat to pick up his sunglasses which had become confused. And yes, 'those days' with kids really do end..then, of course, you are into new worries with them, but I won't bother you with those details. You seem to have enough on your plate *smile*