Im resisting the urge to watch the new Who. I wanted to wait until Hubbie got home. Like usual, someone *insert blanket reason here* (got fired/got drunk/got sent to the hospital/got ran over/got stabbed/didnt pass a random drug test/all thee above) so Hubbie has to pick up the extra loads. Have NO clue when hes suppose to get home. ^__^ No, the kids dont know and our predicted time frame is messed up. The kids have open house tomorrow and my bad discs are acting a fool. They keep compressing my sciatic nerve, causing muscle spams and making me walk like something off the set of The Walking Dead. You know, that one leg forward, the back leg drag, thing. The kiddos are asleep and Im going to go enjoy nice little muscle relaxant buzz.
Posted on: Sun, 24 Aug 2014 03:01:34 +0000