The day started out a bit "dramatic" from my perspective. I woke up to an empty house. I remember Darrel telling me where he was going and that he would be back but when you are on crutches and you wake up alone you forget that you were told you were going to be alone for a bit and you panic. I proceeded to begin the chore of getting ready which essentially feels like the biggest project of the day. I then was worn out and worked my way down the stairs to rest on the couch. I finally was tired of being alone and decided I would try to drive to a starbux only to be caught by Darrel coming into the house as i was trying to leave. Thankfully I did not do proceed with my escape plan but rather allowed my husband to take care of me because he does such a good job.
I was still feeling a bit "woe is me" and so I flopped into a bean bag and dramatically expressed that I was to be left there until the weekend passed. Shortly after my emmy award winning dramatic interpretation of a whining wife, darrel suggested we go to Franklin Mercantile. What a great day after I got over myself. We had tomato basil soup...we had wonderful conversation...I just love being able to look at something and then laugh with Darrel knowing that we know exactly why something was funny without saying words.
We then went for coffee and sat and talked more. Then we went to Philanthropy to look around and ran into a student for a short visit. It was a good little outing.
Now I'm back on the couch and in better spirits as Darrel goes to hang out with some guys for a fantasy football draft party. Supa fun!
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