The one and only husband decides to head to work today. "But its sunday..super bowl day!!", I exclaim from my dug out on the crumpled bed. I reel under the possibility of pretending to enjoy a game I have not begun to comprehend as yet but anything to keep him from from leaving us (the 'us' includes the one and only son) all alone on a sunday.
He leaves!! I stagger out of bed and let sonny boy take over. Sodas and cupcakes follow. I can already imagine the weighing machine groaning but I will deal with it tomorrow. For now still waiting for hubby to be back. It does not help to know that he is working with a female colleague. Trying to keep the mind and vision from wandering in the oh so broad and adulterous lanes of very dangerous possibilities.
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