The baby got sick. Duane is now going through Harley withdrawl syndrome. She's in the shop in M.C. Something about a pump not functioning with the gas tank (I think). She's better now now, but we gotta go pick her up. That means that I get to work until 5 tomorrow. Get home, make the 2.5 hour trek with my hubby, leave him at a friends for the night (who will bring him to the shop in the morning), and head the 2.5 hours back by myself. Late and lonely night on a school night. Guess who's gonna get a ride for payback?!?
Truth is, it's all good. At least the first half the trip is quality time together...and I'll get to sleep on HIS pillow!
More coming soon about our new challenge we started this week. I just want to get the pic's uploaded first.
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