Packing up the house has been more than stressful. The idea of moving and unpacking and starting a new job is so daunting I sometimes feel like I might be having an MI. It's probably just acid reflux from the Chinese take out I've been snacking on but it feels like a heart attack.
Yesterday I took a lot of my stress out on the Clarkman. I take a lot of things out on him when I shouldn't. (I apologize Clark, you know I still love you.) And then he goes and gets me flowers.
Sheesh. I don't deserve him.
And I had a good friend over helping me pack when the flowers arrived. She was quite impressed. Brownie points for Clark for shizzle.
Thank you, thank you, Clark! I love you and can't wait to see you on Saturday!
3 comments:
Aw! that's so sweet! you've got a great hubby!
Good job Clark! I bet they made you feel so much better. Good luck with the move--that is definitely stressful. But the good news is you and your husband will soon be reunited! Hope you have a good Christmas!
wow clark! can you give lessons to my hubby?
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