Dilly Dallying

So, one of the men I live with (*to protect his privacy I will affectionately refer to him as Dorothy*) decided to take his casper self out into the wild without sunscreen. This is unfortunate since as I mentioned he is casper white and is always casper white regardless of the time of year. Naturally, as is usually the case when Dorothy goes out without sunscreen, he got a sun burn.

While this is not unusual or really anything of special note, the sun burn has now gotten in the way of my everyday life.

Particularly this morning.

**Sidebar**

I know that with the annual sun burn I'm going to hear the usual complaints of discomfort which I graciously endure because Dorothy's complaints now sound oddly like the teacher from the Peanuts comics. I'm nothing if not a giver.

Mornings in our household are not always 'together'. We each have our role and to the best of our sleep deprived ability, we each try to fulfill our role. However, one person's ability to fulfill their role directly affects the other person's ability to get out the door in enough time to fight traffic, navigate the parking garage and get to work. To accommodate our tight morning schedule, I take an abbreviated shower. Abbreviated = way shorter than I would like and no dilly dally.

**Sidebar**

It is my hope that the good example I set by taking an abbreviated shower will rub off on Dorothy so he will also limit shower time in exchange for faster get out of the house time for me. Either Dorothy doesn't notice this good example I'm setting or thinks my shorter shower equals longer shower time for him. I may have to reconsider my approach on this one.

THIS morning, Dorothy decided to 'burn' the sting out of his sun burn by taking a TWENTY minute shower. Twenty minute shower = lots of dilly and even more dally.

It also equals me being late to work.