Remember how I insinuated I would be counting down the days until he went back to work?
Today he went back. And of course, I am sick.
I miss my Hubby.
I am stuck at home with no car. We took it in for inspection, and it needed new breaks and a bearing. They did not have the parts, so they could not fix it until today. So, here I am, no Hubby, no car, sick with a cold or sinusitis or something. I have been taking Nyquil, which makes me have the most whacked out dreams ever.
Luckily, before this cold hit me yesterday, I cooked up stuff for tonight's dinner, so I really have no work I absolutely need to do today. Which can be a good thing or a bad thing, because now I can lay in bed, in my Nyquil delirium, and think about how much I miss Hubby.
I guess I could distract myself with the movies on Netflix. Nyquil, Netflix, and No Hubby. Boo for today.
