I can tell I'm coming down with something; I've been a virtual bitch. I fly off the handle. Bark. Growl. Bite. I'm just mean. The last time I felt this out of control, I had forgotten to take my meds!!! Only I'm taking my meds so that can only mean one thing--- I've caught what Hubby had!!!! Damn
He is still a bit under the weather so I drove last night. You'd think we were in "A Race to the Finish" reality show. Hubby was watching out his rearview mirror telling me it was clear to the right, but invariable I got behind Pokey Peter or Piddlin' around Paula. If it weren't that we were celebrating someone's 85 birthday, we should have just stayed home! And for your information, (true story!) as bad as I thought I was driving, the whole expressway was crowded with HORRIBLE drivers. I at least tried to stay as much as possible in my own lane!
Thankfully we are home and all is well and I have the rest of the week to rest and take "sleepy" medicine...oh except that I have to make sure Boy gets up and is ready for his house building project. Unfortunately I never thought to tell him not to rest his arms on the insulation pads. It's just not one of those safety topics you think to bring up. Needless to say, he came home with a nasty rash. Lesson learned. Yesterday he worked with an electrician. I remember another child of mine helping to build a room in Mexico and being in charge of "the charge!"
Well, Grainiacs, my head is tilting to the left and I feel off balance. Not sure if I'll post tomorrow, but my wish for you is to stay well. Hydrate and don't come around the Hubby or the Strawberry!
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