I haven't seen my hubby much this week, I work 6:30am-3:00pm and he has worked 3pm-12am all week. I forgot to bring lunch so I called him at home (I live about 7 minutes away) and asked him to bring me a frozen lunch to nuke. He did but asked if I wanted to go out to lunch. So we went to a real greasy burger joint that's owned locally. Boy it was good, but boy am I full. Then the Union (which I can't belong to as I'm quasi-management) brought pizza to try and recruit members and there was left-over pizza. It smelled good but my god am I full.
Now I'm writting this because I am bored at work and want to at least look busy
Oh well, only 45 minutes left!!! Then I get to run to the bank then go home.
Now I'm writting this because I am bored at work and want to at least look busy
Oh well, only 45 minutes left!!! Then I get to run to the bank then go home.
