So I took the metro down to Ouchy...

I said I’d be gone for only a half hour. That was not correct. And for some reason, I figured the DH wouldn’t mind, and might not even notice. But he did. He called, wondering where I was. I thankfully was already on my way back when he called, but his concern and underlying disappointment hit me. He is truly a man of his word - if he tells you something, unless it’s a completely obvious joke, he sticks to it. Naturally, he expects the same of those around him. I hate letting him down. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to mind too much. But it left me with a pretty strong reminder to be a person of integrity, even with the little things.