However, my husband is a nut. He decided to go to work today. He mentioned something about "already agreeing to it" and "being a man of his word." I brought in the whole "you just had surgery yesterday I am sure that is a good excuse to cancel" card. But there was no arguing with him. Once he makes up his mind that's that. So I drove him up to the place where the patrol car could pick him up (ya know, cause he had a narcotic shot yesterday and can't drive for like 48 hours) and they would drop him off at his car on his way home. (That part I liked.)
So since I was alone I let the dogs sleep with me tonight. Zoe I can handle. It's Zane's pitter patter up and down the stairs, moving from one place to the other all night long that kills me. That's when I remember why the dogs have their own bed in the laundry room and why I refuse to let Mike keep them in bed with us. And yet for some reason, I allowed it tonight. I may need a nap tomorrow.
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I think that he could use a good rest.
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