Just going to delete it and go on. Life’s too short to get caught up in stuff like that. Since that’s not my professional email, I don’t mind.
Hubby and I were joking around yesterday. He was in my way when I wanted to pass by in the kitchen and put some dishes up. So he said “excuse me” then I said “WE’RE NOT GOING TO HAVE A FALLING OUT ABOUT THIS ARE WE ??” then we both about doubled over laughing. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt. Heh.
Thank goodness we’re going to NYC at Christmas this year. Usually BIL & his wife throw an extremely fancy catered lunch at their place, with a maid to serve your plate and everything. It’s always made me a bit uncomfy. Glad we can skip it this time! Plus it gives me a whole year to forget about the situation.
corkboard: I’m not convinced he’d understand what I meant about the lists. I get the impression he’s not too internet-savvy. Yanno?