Today I am at work with my husband Paul. I got all the housework done yesterday in three hours flat just so I could have some time to myself today. While getting the kids off to school I asked my husband what his plans were for the day. He told me, "Just going in to the office." I asked, "How would you like some company?" Paul is always leary about the company he gets from me at work. I am truly of no use to him at all. I am embarassed to admit that it usually takes me two tries to make a copy..."does the paper go face down or face up?!?" I yell to him each and every time. This morning started off with a trip to Starbucks. I was good and got a whole wheat imitation bacon (don't tell me what is in that stuff) and fake cheese sandwich with a non fat vanilla steamer. I wanted six of the pumpkin cream cheese muffins... Anyway, here I sit at his laptop while he is down at the law library. He said he would be about twenty minutes so I have only seconds left. He will come back and I will give him about ten minutes of uninterupted time before I almost burst with the question that has been burning inside of me since our trip to Starbuks..."Where are you taking me for lunch?"
I guess I shouldn't be surprised when he is hesitant to take me along to work with him, huh?