I could spend this post recounting all the reasons why things suck right now. But last night I buried my hurt. I can't cry. I want to. I just can't. Besides, turning 42 today and I don't want to ruin it with a bunch of drama.
Just be rest assured that I did talk to Hubby yesterday about my feelings and he didn't have much to say about the matter. I also accidentally brought up ttwd, and he's not interested. I don't have anything further to add about that at this point.
But lest you think I'm grumpy, I am not. This morning, I bent over our bed after taking a shower so I could rest and play a game on my phone for a minute (usually I lay on my tummy, but because of the surgery I can't). Hubby came by and gave me 2 birthday swats. I informed him he has 40 to go.
So happy birthday to me. We are off to go see Oz, which is really funny to state now that I think about it. Gonna have a popcorn lunch. I hope you all have a great day!