Arbitrista, I wish. I’d probably have a better chance.
MaggieMay…It’s nothing huge. I’m not getting cut quite the amount of emotional slack I’d like lately, and I’m thinking that spending all day, every day with one other person is probably not the greatest recipe for wedded bliss. And I’m emotional and hormonal and sad, dammit. I want more slack! (Uh, that’s the short version…)
Phantom–you made me laugh. And yeah, I thought the same thing when I typed it. 🙂
No, not the greatest recipe for wedded bliss. (I typed “weeded bliss” first, and I bet things would be a lot happier if it was “weeded” bliss…) ANYHOW, if I had to spend all day every day for months on end with my husband, I would certainly kill him. I can say that with confidence. He would be dead. He would want to kill me too, but I am sneakier and meaner and would probably do the deed first.
Weeded bliss! Yeah, that would help. It’s harder for GB to drive me crazy when he’s elbow-deep in apple pie. 🙂
GB should find out today if he’s getting either of the two temp (but PAYING) jobs that are on the table…fingers crossed, friends! (And you know that I will be all sad and missing him when he starts working…)