Seth the Sooooooouthern Charmer

All the magazines say you should never try to change your man.

But can't I try....just this once?

Seth and I are Minnesota bound this afternoon, for a week of family, countryside and exploring Minnesota's North Shore. 

As my father's daughter, I am packed and ready to go. 

Just as I was yesterday. What can I say, it's just in my blood.

Leaving Seth this morning, I left him with 4 simple tasks to accomplish by the time I rolled into my neighborhood around 11:30 a.m.:

1. Wash the dishes

2. Take out the garbage

3. Pack

4. Take a shower

Pretty simple. Wake up around 9, grab some coffee (from the preset coffeemaker), do the dishes and take out the garbage by 10, take an hour if he wants to luxuriously pack, hop in the shower by 11 and be ready by 11:30.

Right?

"You're rushing me," was his response to my orders.

Excuse me?

I realize I've fallen in love with a Man of the South where things are slow and relaxed, which is teaching me many important lessons in life.

But come on. Can't I get a minor tweak on the 'getting ready for big trips' gene? Just a little added turbo launch?