When we got home from Dallas on Sunday Everett barely got the stuff out of the car and he was laying on the couch...(this is a man that never stops for anything).
I said "are you sick" he said "no why would you think that?" I said "because you never lay on the couch in the middle of the day, and he said "the trip must have wore me out I have no energy.)
We had been invited out to watch the Super bowl, I asked him if he wanted to go...he said no he was to tired..to make a long story short we are in the 3rd day and finally he said maybe I do have a bug of some sort...why to men have such a hard time admitting when they don't feel good? Maybe that is wrong with me..when I don't feel good I whine and whine...I want someone to feel sorry for me...him he just says I must be wore out from the trip....next time I will go that route too, maybe it will make me not feel so bad...Honey I'm ready for you to be rested!!!
No comments:
Post a Comment