Ooooh, I hate when my H pulls crap like that! I get even angrier because if he comes home for lunch I have to go pick him up since we share a car. I'll get there and be waiting for a while sometimes before he comes out. Um, you knew I was on the way, you knew it would take 4 or 5 minutes...please don't make me wait outside forever.
Blonde, I HATE when that happens. H will text me when he's leaving so I can gauge when to throw food in the oven. Well, sometimes he has to stop and get gas, or fuel up at work or it takes him forever to actually leave (service writers asking questions, etc.) so I have dinner ready WAY before he gets home..So I eat without him.