Well, hubby did come home in a slightly better mood. He chatted with his boss and found out, as I had already mentioned, that it was just company policy at work and not a hit on him, per se. His boss knew there was know way my hubby could have done what he was supposedly called in for.
The hubby was slightly frustrated however, because a trip to Everett and back took him FIVE hours instead of the usual two. Why? Because the I-90 floating bridge was closed due to the Blue Angels flying overhead for SeaFair. He said I-5 was just a huge parking lot.
He is currently napping in the other computer chair. It is quite entertaining to watch his head loll around in circles as he’s sleeping upright. Yup, there it goes again…drooping, drooping, drooping to side, snap back upright; drooping drooping, drooping forward; snap back upright. I’m sitting here giggling at him.
Hah! There went his hand! It banged on the keyboard slide, but he yanked it back up under his chin…annnnnnnd, the head is drooping backwards now. Soon, it’ll flop forwards.
You know something cb? Underwear for men is stupidly expensive. Thirteen dollars for two pair of boxer briefs. Puh-leaaase! I pay less for my women’s Jockey underwear.



