Earlier today, I dozed off on the couch for about an hr or two. After my little alarm goes off, bubba just happened to call me to let me know he was on his way home from work and about what to do for dinner. I told him whatever he comes up with is fine and how I was going to go ahead and go to bed for my normal nap before work.
So I got as far as getting ready to brush my teeth and thinking about working out in the morning when it hit me. Just what DAY IS IT!!!???? I had to call bubba back and find out. After reassuring me that it is Sunday, I just stood there laughing my head off. I was wondering why I had to go back to work so soon again.
I REALLY hate days like that when it messes with my head, then again, this is what I get for being wide awake at 5am after bubba leaves for work and can't go back to sleep.
So I got as far as getting ready to brush my teeth and thinking about working out in the morning when it hit me. Just what DAY IS IT!!!???? I had to call bubba back and find out. After reassuring me that it is Sunday, I just stood there laughing my head off. I was wondering why I had to go back to work so soon again.
I REALLY hate days like that when it messes with my head, then again, this is what I get for being wide awake at 5am after bubba leaves for work and can't go back to sleep.
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You and I just work too damn hard. ^__^
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Why yes, we do ahem....work hard *snickers*
I know when bubba works overly hard or stressed from work is when he answers the phone at home "Greyhound, this is Joe speaking." Or sometimes when he'd talk in his sleep if he was between sleep and awake, he'd start babbling on about broken down busses and such. Now THATS bad.