Okay, you know how I am.
YOU know how I am.
How is it BOB doesn't always know how I am!?!
He took tomorrow, Monday and Tuesday off from work!!
We have a friggin' party over this weekend and my sleep is a nightmare *ba-dum-tish* and he took time off work? So I can feel guilty whenever Sleepy Coma Cindy shows up?
You know what else?
It's Bob's Birthday on Sunday!
Have I bought him anything?
Not even a friggin' card because I'm a friggin horrible wife who is trying to keep my top (head) from exploding with stuff I don't really care about. I mopped the stupid floors, dusted all the surfaces and cleaned up the crap from the lower floor and still, I have a mountain of stuff to do AND I haven't given enough attention to Bob.
My wonderful husband.
No, I'm not sucking up because he never reads my blog so I'm just sitting here freaking out.
I'd like to say 'well at least the house looks good' but who cares!?
Bob's B-day and I have nothing special and sweet to give him.