We're driving in the car when Jon says to me:
"we've been on the waiting list more than seven months"
"yah, seven months down"
Now let me just let you in on a little secret. Jon has a tendency to add time to things when he tells stories. Like we've been together 9 years when in fact we've been together 7 years. Nothing big, just a tad exaggerated.
So I tell him "no sweetie, we haven't even been on the waiting list 6 months yet. But we're close, next week will be six months for us"
"no it's been 7 months"
"no, honey we were on the waiting list March 9th and now it's September"
"oh, okay, so we'll continue this conversation next month..."