Yesterday stunk. yesterday with Salinda and online school was exactly how I feared it would be. One argument which she refused to resolve threw me off course and I accomplished little. On top of that I had very little work time and I was exhausted. Looking back on it from today's fresh start, it doesn't seem like a big deal, but yesterday I felt like I was dragging around a huge weight. She told me to F myself and shut up. Today I'm going to meet Kari at Dunn Brothers and my plan was to wait until she texted me with "where are you" and respond, "I'm someplace where I can shut up and F myself." But she texted an apology last night so I won't be able to do that. Sigh. ;-)
This morning i started my day at the YMCA doing weight machines for 40 minutes. I'm not as sore as I thought i'd be, so that's good. Before I left this morning I was treated to this conversation by my entertaining and witty husband.
Me: Does my hair look bad?
Husband: No, it actually looks better than some days when you've already showered and combed it.
Me: Thanks a lot. Why do your compliments often not sound like compliments?
Husband: What? You want one of those husbands who doesn't tell you the truth. You want one of those dishonest husbands? Is that what you want?