spinthemoon (spinthemoon) wrote,
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spinthemoon

If I were one of the seven dwarves, I would be Sneezy

Every time I start to post, I talk myself out of it. Because I have been sick and grumpy and feeling stabby and ranty and ain't nobody got time for that.

Husband and I always take a romantic getaway for Valentine's day. Just one night of a grown up dinner at a restaurant that doesn't have chicken fingers on the menu and a hotel room without kids sleeping on the sofa at the foot of the bed. This year we scheduled it a couple of weeks early because of other stuff going on, and I got sick and we had to reschedule. I got sick again, and Husband rescheduled again. When he sent me the email with the updated reservation he included a note that said, this is your last chance...I'm sending the next update to Jennifer Love Hewitt. He's so romantic!

The he realized that he had rescheduled for Easter weekend, so he had to reschedule it again, for this weekend. (Since it was his mistake, he sent the new reservation to me and not JLove...her loss) He told me on Monday that my only job this week was to not get sick. Last night I was fine when I went to bed and woke myself up sneezing at 4:00 am. I don't care if I have to take ten thousand sudafeds with an Afrin chaser - we are not rescheduling.

And of course I just jinxed myself. Knocking on wood furiously as I type.
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