Poor Husband

The husband had a terrible day. Crappy day, cranky boss, car wouldn't start, had to be towed, just got home at 10:15 tonight.
That's the jist of it anyways. He's cold and tired and so am I, so when he gets out of the shower I'm gonna have one and then we're going to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a long and probably expensive day.

You know, as a woman, sometimes it's nice to feel like the hero, instead of it always being the man.

Night.