No time to talk

Mr Pencil and I had an excellent routine happening.  He would always call me in the evening on the way home from work.  I liked this – it ensured that I had the time to quickly decant the take away into my own pots and pans so that he believed he was coming home to another gloriously home cooked meal (he still does not quite get why a nice Jewish girl persists in cooking Thai every night).

We had been in this habit for quite some time now and this is how the conversation usually played out

Him:       Hi

Me:        Hi

Him:       I’m leaving now

Me:        Cool, drive safely, see you soon

Him:       k

Me:        Love you

Him:       *puts phone down*

Perfect conversation really.  All the bases are covered.  I know he is coming home and he knows to drive safely.

But recently Mr Pencil got himself a swish new car.  I am delighted that he got a fancy new car because really, his travel to and from work is the only time out he gets.  He works hard all day and as soon as he walks in the door at home Little Pencil ensures that he does not get any rest until he collapses in a heap for the night.

But, rather than enjoying the travel time and maybe even making a detour or two to extend this “alone time”,  Mr Pencil has discovered that the swish new car has a swish new phone arrangement.  Perhaps it is just an ordinary phone arrangement and it is in fact the luxury of sitting in the swish car that he is enjoying but, he has taken to using the phone from the car in a big way.

If by some pure stroke of luck he has a teleconference scheduled for drive home time, he is just delirious with pleasure.  He gets to talk on the phone and luxuriate in the car seat all the way home with no interruption.  The problem is that not many people can be bothered to be conferencing at around 7pm.

So now Mr Pencil turns to me for the drive home call.  The once 30 second routine call now goes something like this

Him:       Hi

Me:        Hi

Him:       I’m leaving now

Me:        Cool, drive safely, see you soon

Him:       k

Me:        Love you

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Me:        Um, good.  See you soon

Him:       You know I was thinking about that restaurant we went to the other night and how much I  enjoyed the starters

Me:        Yeah, it was good.  Shhh Little Pencil, I’m coming now , I’m just  talking to daddy. Finish your homework

Him:       I wonder what kind of vinegar they used

Me:        I think it was caramelised balsamic  please leave the bath water alone,  come and eat your dinner

Him:       So today at work we had this meeting with the accountants …..

Me :       Umm You HAVE to at least TRY eat dinner.  Here, I’ll feed you

Him:       Who are you feeding?

Me:        Funnily enough I am feeding our son who needs my full attention at dinner time, I really can’t talk now.  I’ll see you soon.  Drive safe

Him:       Oh – what is for dinner?

Me:        Food.  I have to go. You CANNOT do that with your knife.  Ever.  Stop.  Eat. PLEASE

Him:       What kind of food?

Me:        Thai.  No Little Pencil.  Do not try to tie the spaghetti.  Just eat it

Him:       How was Little Pencil’s day at school?

Me:        Can we talk when you get home? Come back to the table.  You cannot finish your homework with a fork

Him:       Yes.  Just been thinking about those plans.  Do you really think we should renovate?

Me:        *puts the phone down*

I like talking to my husband.  I really do.  It is just that homework/dinner/bath time with Little Pencil is a very, very bad time to do it.

And you know what the worst part is? After he gets home he does not want to talk at all.  Not even on the phone.  I am thinking of installing a car seat in the lounge because I really do need to discuss the plans to renovate the house