while out and about in the city i found myself re-hashing my life and what things are not going well (why am i unemployed? why are we still in this city? why is it hot?). coming back i promptly fell asleep on the couch. luke woke me up and moved me into the bedroom and we awoke much too late in soaking wet sheets. the bus isn't coming to take us to the grocery store. nothing is getting done. and i cannot stop sweating.
i'm in a bad mood.
as i was laying on the couch sweating and complaining, my wonderful husband came over, sat next to me, and rubbed my leg. he looked at me with those sweet eyes and said:
"wifey, i'm glad we don't have a guinea pig*."
"why?"
"because it would be dead."
"why?"
"because it would be dead."
nothing like putting a bad mood in perspective.
*we've been thinking about getting a guinea pig. however, we would need to wait until the fall, because apparently, guinea pigs are very susceptible to heat stroke...

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