Note... this is meant to be lighthearted.
Seriously.... he loses track of time, or 'something'. This morning he promised our 4 year old he would take him to the soft play so that I could have some hours free to complete a project proposal for work. DH tells us he is ready, so i get DS's socks and shoes on and his bits and bobs together. This was at 11.30. We wait and finally I go to find DH and discover he is replacing a door handle to the spare bedroom 'while he thinks about it '. The door handle has been broken since before DS wasborn. he chooses now? So DS and I wait in the hallway until noon when he has finished. DS can't understand why he is waiting.
Now, it is 16.32. DH has to leave to get his train back to London at 5 pm on the dot. He is not yet packed. So what has he just NOW decided to do? Attach tow ropes to our car so that he can tow his old landrover from the garage onto the driveway because next weekend he might work on it.
In about 2 minutes he is going to come rushing in and panic because he is not packed and he needs a shower.
Honestly. He is a grown man.