SMR

Does your husband have:
S - elective
M - emory
R - elapse

or SMR? Mine does....alot lately.

Previously at the house of grammice: 1 week ago

Going camping Memorial day weekend. My folks, daughter and her family and us, an annual looked forward to event.
My folks were going to stay an extra day and leave their camper at daughters house then on Tuesday the husband & I would take off from work and hang out with my folks. They wanted to go to Costco and a few other places while they were in the area.

I told this to husband and he agreed to take off Tuesday. I also put in for the day off.

Saturday:
Speak to folks. They aren't staying the extra day as planned. They are leaving the following weekend for another camping trip so they felt like going home and re-grouping might be better. Told husband as soon as I hung up the phone. We discussed (sitting directly across from each other and looking at each other, no miscommunication excuse) and decided to take the day off anyway. (I finally have 2 weeks vacation & he has 3)

Fast forward to today..approximately 10:20am:
Call husband at work
Me: Did you remember to mark the calendar so everyone would know you won't be back till Wednesday after Memorial day?

SMR Husband: Why? What are we doing that Tuesday?

Me: (silently hoping he was joking) Remember? Mom & dad were gonna stay but decided not to we talked about it Saturday after I hung up the phone and you said that was fine.

SMR Husband: No, what are we doing? (This man definitely has a death wish)

Me: Saturday, remember on the back porch? I don't know that we will DO anything right now but we might change our minds.

SMR Husband: I'll see, I don't know who will be here (work)

Me: Whatever, don't worry about it I gotta go.

SMR Husband: Wait, hows your day going?

Me: fine, I gotta go

UNBELIEVABLE!!! I know I've been a little stressed lately with the shorter hours and money etc. but I'm not deaf, dumb or stupid. I KNOW when I talk to people and when I don't. I may not remember your name BUT, I usually remember the conversation.
He came home just as friendly as always, not a clue. Its times like this that I would like to smack him with a frying pan just to see if he would remember that! I had an "aunt" that used to do that when her husband would come home drunked up, he could never figure out where that big 'ol knot came from. We always figured she'd kill him one day. Now I think maybe he had SMR and the only time she could get even was when he was drunked up!