My husband was supposed to come home from Melbourne today but I didn't let him (at some level his exile is self imposed as he does share the sentiment that it is a good idea - neither of us have to like the good idea - but unfortunately it is). He has germs. Somehow he has managed to catch a cold and is busy resting and hopefully kicking it in the next 24 hours so he can actually come home.
I sound like a completely crazy woman. I very well may be completely crazy woman - not just 'sounding like one' but I do need to tell a story that backs me up. A friend of a friend was due to have surgery on his knees last week (I don't know the guy - this is just a story that I have heard second hand) and he got food poisoning two days before and he got bumped!! Poor guy was in public and has been bumped for a year!
Ok, that won't happen to me in private - a bump might only be a month but even so, I'm not sure my remaining sanity could survive a month delay. More accurately I don't think that the sanity of my husband or close friends could survive.
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