Reality Break.

Hey, still sick but better.  Improving but still weak.  

I’m telling y’all I got knocked on my ass.

And I have been all weepy about my marriage and Stanley again.

Until 7 a.m.

Then reality set it.

Fever causes a break in reality.  I know it now.  I really do.

Stan the man was on last night.  I was here, but up in my room knocked out.  I am on now until next Tuesday.   I come down this a.m. after he is gone and BA BAM!

Reality smacked me in the face with a kitchen full of dirty dishes!

And dude knew I was too sick to drive the kids to school because I had called in reinforcements.

heeeee’s back!

I’m contemplating how to remove his liver through his ear.

I’m back to being a happy divorcee.