So my day began at the crack, or actually before the crack, so that I could study some more for a test I had today...(after a sleepless night worrying about the test, of course)...regardless I was packing up my ENORMOUS stack of books in the car and bent over to set them down and my back did this interesting ping thing which almost made me fall on the ground...but I didnt want the neighbors to see me crawling around the driveway so I just stayed bent over like Quasimodo(yes, I checked the spelling) and stumbled into the house...and took, I dont know, a handful of ibuprofen and proceeded to walk like Quasimodo and finish loading the car and go to school...class was fine except that Im sure people were wondering why I was walking around sticking my butt out and not standing up straight...so my day proceeds to lunch and I decided to study for my test in the car instead of having lunch because who needs to eat anyway, right?...which is how I locked my keys in my car and had to go to class without even a pencil...WHO KNOWS how that test went...all that to say that my poor day sleeper husband gets a frantic call at 1ish to come rescue me even though he had spent the entire day on the phone with the police and insurance company(yeah, we found out that the guy who stole my car was involved in not one, but two hit and run wrecks and guess whose insurance gets to pay for that! Yay!)...and yet, he comes to the school and calls AAA and bails me out...and then proceeds to go home and make homemade potato soup for dinner so I dont have to cook...I TRULY have THE best husband in the world...not only does he fix all my messes but he loves me in spite of them...love you John Smart ...youre my hero!
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 22:51:20 +0000
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