It's official my dear hubby is sick judging from his most recent email....
I am sick.
My muscles are weak and achy. I am cold. Everywhere I roam today seems to be five degrees colder than usual.
I am wearing my wooly scarf at my desk while I drink hot coffee and tap meagerly at my ergonomic keyboard. My every thought is pained and cloudy. I don't remember where I parked the car this morning. I thought I lost my access card, but I had it all along.
If I forget where my house is, you may find me wandering around the metro stop, peering in trash cans for food and begging for change.
My only hope is that you may still love me in my weakened state.
Yours, forever,
4 comments:
As much as I feel bad that your hubby is sick, his email totally made me laugh. Hope he's feeling better soon.
Geez, pull up your big boy fruit of the loom's and deal with it! :)
My own husband has been sick for a while and I hope they get better soon. I can't take all the whining.
I can't! Reaching down to grasp the elastic waistband causes mild vertigo and headrush in my weakened state.
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