Well, David is off for a week so my incarceration has officially started. Yes, I can't do shit around here without him bitching that he doesn't want to hear me moan and groan about pain. Not only that but I have to be accessible to let him know he did a great job when he does anything around here. I have tried hiding in the living room, but it didn't work. He found me and brought the puppies along with him. It's ridiculous that I can't have an hour alone to read or do anything I want. *sigh* Right now he's at a doctor's appointment that I intentionally set up for today for him. At least I'll get an hour or two of ME time. So, later gators. I have stuff to get done before he gets back.
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He is so sweet trying to keep you off your feet!! Sending you many pain free healing thoughts and wishes!
I see . . . you're being as wily and resourceful as Bugs Bunny himself!
hey...want to trade husbands? mine is being a bigger asshole than usual which is pretty hard to top. i might have to kill him. he revels in being a jerk.
Could be worse. At least he's not sick and expecting you to wait on him as he whines, right? Look, I'm trying to find a bright side to a man who dares assault you with puppies.
My husband is also being a bigger asshole than usual. Why is it that so many men need so much fucking validation? I have to thank my husband for doing shit like unloading the dishwasher or he gets upset. Single life looks so attractive sometimes.
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