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.
I’m contemplating how to remove his liver through his ear.
I’m back to being a happy divorcee.