Noticing my stress, Dh asked, thoughtful as always, what there was to do before our trip to the reunion? Give me the list, he said. If you know me, you know there is no list. There is just an endless loop in my mind repeating all the things I must do in order to leave and feel at peace. What was there to do, he asked? One only had to pack a swimsuit, a pair of shorts and a towel. It's amazing the man can still walk.
Was he going to help me accomplish those things on my unwritten list? No, he could cross off those things that were unnecessary. Humph!
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You know what he's saying, or at least, thinking to himself, don't you?...
If she'd quit sitting down to blog every little conversation, she'd get our packing done and we could get out of here... notice I said "our" packing. ;)
Have a nice trip, and a safe one!!
Good luck with that "list!"
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