So, my husband gets a phonecall yesterday afternoon from his boss saying that he was sorry that it was short notice, but there is something he really needed my hubby to do - what you might ask? Go to Cananda. For a week. Leaving on Sunday. Less than 48 hrs notice, and my husband is gone for a week. Gone. Sigh. Life is a sometimes just like a merry go round. Did I ever mention I get sick on merry go rounds?
So far we have Brownies, and two new projects cast on in the last 24 hours. I'm not stressed at all.
OOOHHHMMM (Boot to the head) OOOOHHHHMMMMMM
Wish me luck!
5 comments:
At least it wasn't, "I'm sorry about the short notice, but you're fired."
Have fun in Canada, Mr. Moon!
Wow! That was fast! Wish *I* had some brownies. ;)
Ack! It's Thursday now - hope you guys are hanging in there.
Hugs,
Robin
How interesting that your previous post was about stretching and sacrificing. I guess you got your chance with hubby gone! (I remember the days of being home with 2 little ones, and husband in China, Korea, Australia, etc. - at least he always brought back fun gifts for everyone!)
Knock, knock.
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