Hubby is trying to make up. He took me to lunch . He tried to make conversations. I’m not finished being mad at him as yet.
Sent him the post I posted last night as an SMS.
Pffff men.
Time I head off to the city. I need to grab a quick dinner then class at 5:30pm. I’m usually half an hour early as I hate rushing around.
Plus it takes that long to boot up the computer.
