6:45 am – 7:30 am: “Sweetie, I’m putting your clothes right here. . . Your clothes are right here. . . Don’t forget I put your clothes right here. . . Your clothes are where I’m pointing. . . Here are your clothes, where I put them, right here. . . This specific area, where I’m both pointing and standing is the location of your clothes, right here. . . As mentioned previously, your clothes are right here where you’ve seen them and acknowledged such multiple times, right here where we’re both looking, right here. . . It’s almost time to leave, so get dressed.”
7:31 am: “Where are my clothes?!!”
The Thread 
Right There!
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Nope, don’t have the strength to say it again 🙂
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bahhaaahaa … in some (very sick) way this makes me feel so good that I am not the only person who lives with people who cannot seem to grasp the English language between 6:45 and 7:30 am…
However, I found a way to make English become the primary language again. When “the bus” leaves at 7:39 am with one less passenger, the cerebral connections actually heal with lots of fresh air during the ONE hour walking commute. There is also one more wonderful side-effect: the “bus driver” gets to experience how slow “the bus” can go while driving next to the not so happy commuter :-)))))) (It’s optional to call the local police department to inform them of extremely slow traffic … They usually are very understanding … if it’s just for an hour.)
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Now there’s an option! Our walking commute is more like 15 minutes, which seems VERY reasonable now 😂
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You have to add the dragging feet into the equation … but I bet you’re still under an hour 🚶♀️🚗
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