And here I was, feeling all sorry for myself because I have to be at work 2 hours early tomorrow morning. This afternoon, Mr. called to say that he was going to have to work late. No biggie, right?
So he calls again a few hours later, saying it could be much later. So I plan on having dinner without him and that's life.
A few hours ago, he called and said he hadn't even left yet, and oh yeah! He has to be in at work tomorrow at 3 a.m. for some computer thing going into production. So Poor Baby is going to sleep under his desk from whenever he finishes tonight (hopefully he's done!) until 3 or so, when he will wake his ass up and get back to work. SUCKS to be him.
Seriously though, it feels weird not having him home. We spend plenty of alone time, but it's weird to sleep in that big bed by myself. Good thing I have hot and furry dogs to keep me company!
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