So today my husband and I had a fight, it's xmas what else is new right? I have a cold, my body aches, I have my last grad class of the semester tonight and I really just want to go home and knit the sweater I'm working on.
Why on earth compels me to keep calling back though, I mean I'll keep calling back for one last word or one more thought. What is wrong with me? It's almost humorous, I even send emails with those one last words. So obviously, I feel the need to have the last word. Ironically, so does my husband.
Ugh, I'd rather be sleeping or knitting. The weather in upstate ny sucks right now. End of story.