My husband: Dude, Cher never gets old.
Me: …(side eye)…
My husband: I mean, she’s still hot
My husband: (sings along with the radio) If I could turn back tiiiime
I cannot seem to find the right words for this exchange.
I was laying in bed last night feeling very good about all I had accomplished over my 4 day break from work. As I drifted off to sleep, snuggling my dog and feeling thankful, my brain zinged with something I had forgotten at work. And just like that, good feelings…GONE. Why would my brain wait until 10:00 p.m. Monday to remind me of a very important meeting (that I now may have been missed)? The thought was obviously sitting there, just hanging out, waiting for the right moment to pop up. I tossed and turned and woke up about four times over the course of the night.
I arrived to work this morning, found the relevant papers, and discovered that the meeting is at 9:30 a.m. today. Whew. Looked at my calendar and realized that I already have a 9:00 and 10:00 meeting, and the other required party (who I failed to notify) will be at the airport. Crap.
Welcome back to work Mary!