Today I am thankful for comedic moments.
Okay.....
This morning my ex-husband fell out of the back of a big rig. He was auditing the contents of a semi-truck and fell out of it and onto solid concrete.
He caught himself with his wrist.
He caught himself with his wrist.
He shattered it.
He hasn't told anyone that he works with that we are divorced.
I got a telephone call this morning.
Okay....how did he get to the hospital?
He drove himself.
He drove himself to the pharmacy for pain medication.
He drove himself back to the house.
He missed the smoozing lunch with the head honcho in Oregon. Damn....I guess this knocks him out of the running for the promotion that would move him 500 miles away.
He missed the smoozing lunch with the head honcho in Oregon. Damn....I guess this knocks him out of the running for the promotion that would move him 500 miles away.
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In his drug induced state, he seems to say the darndest things.
He mumbled something about introducing his wee self to the alternate.
He mumbled something about introducing his wee self to the alternate.
I didn't get it.
He was grinning.
I still didn't get it.
I think I needed to hear a drum roll.
He told me to think about.
Minutes past.
I'm so stupid.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I looked up at him and said "It's gonna have to be the alternate. I am NOT talking my old job back!!"
To which he responded, "I love you."
It was the drugs talking.
I think he would have preferred to have broken a leg.
Wow...men must go through hell and back when they break their wrists.
Wow...men must go through hell and back when they break their wrists.
Love ya,
S.