Anything But Gray

Around 9am this morning…
Zak and I are outside talking. This is our morning ritual. We get a coffee and go outside to watch me smoke.
We have the following exchange…

Zak: "What times is the game on?"
Me:  "6pm, I think. Yeah…I'm pretty sure it's on at 6."
Zak: "You think?"
Me:  "I'm 99.9% sure it's at 6pm, but I'll check at some point."

We go on to talk about other things and then go inside and go about our morning.

Around 11:30am, Zak is cooking Sunday breakfast (so awesome and me and the kids love it.) and he yells from the kitchen to me in the living room, at my computer, to check the game time.

So I stop what I am doing on the computer and go check the game.
"6 o'clock" I yell back to him.

I go back to doing my thing
.
A few minutes later, the absolutely fabulous breakfast my wonderful husband has cooked is ready and we sit down to eat. When we are done, I get up to do the breakfast dishes.
Zak helps with the dishes a little bit and then he goes and sits on the couch.
I am finishing up wiping down the counters and am making myself another coffee and he yells from the living room…

"The game is on at 6pm."

I stop dead in my tracks and I contemplate killing him for a moment and I opt for a better course of action.
Words. I will use my words, like a big girl.

I go to the doorway of the living room and look at him and say….
"Are you fucking serious? You made me stop what I was doing on the computer, look up the game time and tell you  and then you still come here and check? Are you serious??" (Now remember I said I was going to use my words like a big girl and that means I get to use big girl words…eff word…totally appropriate in this situation…)

He looks back at me for what seemed like 5 minutes but was actually more like 15 seconds and simply says..
"I forgot."

Oh. my. God.
He forgot? I just told him 45 minutes ago what time the game started!!!! Why the hell did he ask if he wasn't going to remember the friggin' answer!!! ARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Why I bother talking, I will never know.
I constantly have to repeat myself…constantly.
Because he forgets what I say.
It's like he's not listening….it's like he just wants to hear my voice but doesn't really want to comprehend what I'm saying.

Thank God he's so awesome in every other capacity….actually he's beyond awesome.
But when he does crap like this….grrrr!!!!

I used to think it was cute.
Over the years it got to be mildly annoying.
Now, almost 18 years into the relationship….
It's makes me crazy!!

But, such is life….I figure I have things that make him absolutely nuts too.

But man, if he's this bad now, I am really going to hate when he gets old and senile.
Or maybe by then I"ll be senile enough so I'll forget that it makes me crazy when he does that.
ha!