"I told you so" might as well be on Aaron's official coat of arms.
Not that he ever says it like that, precisely. Usually it is more of a: "See?! I knew it!"
Yes, folks, I married a perfect genius. I mean that in all sincerity, not being facetious. He is pretty fucking brilliant. He has this knack with people; this uncanny ability to understand people and situations and motivations and... he's fucking perfect.
What I'm getting at is that he was right; He was right-on-the-money that I should speak directly to my boss in a completely open and honest way.
I really think it cleared the air. I left feeling practically fucking bouyant (especially compared to how leaden and doomed I felt before the meeting!).
And three more days till break? no problem.
Well, excepting this fucking sore throat that cropped up out of fucking nowhere! I chugged airborne when I first felt the tickle of it yeaterday, but to no avail. Fiery, sore, scratcing, raw agony.
I am a bit over-dramatic about sore throats. Have I ever mentioned that before? Total baby. Complete drama queen. I wandered around the apartment this morning whimpering pitifully, like a two-year-old who needs a cuddle and a nap. Aaron was about as sympathetic and kind as a half-asleep man can be when his adult wife is behaving like a whine-bag. I adore him. And tonight he will be roped into making me teas and soups :)
Meanwhile, to get through the day I have taken Tylenol Sore Throat Liquid (no better product on the market--take it from this drama queen), as well as a dose of the ALEVE D for all the other issues (leaking, running, pressure, etc.,) ALEVE D is so fucking powerful for an OTC that you actually have to ask for it by name at the pharmacy counter and produce an ID.
I debated the wisdom of mixing my meds, but ALEVE doesn't have acetaminiphin (sp?) and Tyleno doesn't have NSAIDs (whatever the fuck those are)-- so hopefully I'll be free of stomach bleeding and whatnot.
If not, well, that's a legit excuse to miss work, right? Sorry, can't come in today, got the old stomach bleeding---yeah, it's going around this time of year...
So anyway. Not all of my problems are solved, not by a long shot, but I at least feel secure in the knowledge that they do not want to fire me!
Now forward march to the holiday break!
Not that he ever says it like that, precisely. Usually it is more of a: "See?! I knew it!"
Yes, folks, I married a perfect genius. I mean that in all sincerity, not being facetious. He is pretty fucking brilliant. He has this knack with people; this uncanny ability to understand people and situations and motivations and... he's fucking perfect.
What I'm getting at is that he was right; He was right-on-the-money that I should speak directly to my boss in a completely open and honest way.
I really think it cleared the air. I left feeling practically fucking bouyant (especially compared to how leaden and doomed I felt before the meeting!).
And three more days till break? no problem.
Well, excepting this fucking sore throat that cropped up out of fucking nowhere! I chugged airborne when I first felt the tickle of it yeaterday, but to no avail. Fiery, sore, scratcing, raw agony.
I am a bit over-dramatic about sore throats. Have I ever mentioned that before? Total baby. Complete drama queen. I wandered around the apartment this morning whimpering pitifully, like a two-year-old who needs a cuddle and a nap. Aaron was about as sympathetic and kind as a half-asleep man can be when his adult wife is behaving like a whine-bag. I adore him. And tonight he will be roped into making me teas and soups :)
Meanwhile, to get through the day I have taken Tylenol Sore Throat Liquid (no better product on the market--take it from this drama queen), as well as a dose of the ALEVE D for all the other issues (leaking, running, pressure, etc.,) ALEVE D is so fucking powerful for an OTC that you actually have to ask for it by name at the pharmacy counter and produce an ID.
I debated the wisdom of mixing my meds, but ALEVE doesn't have acetaminiphin (sp?) and Tyleno doesn't have NSAIDs (whatever the fuck those are)-- so hopefully I'll be free of stomach bleeding and whatnot.
If not, well, that's a legit excuse to miss work, right? Sorry, can't come in today, got the old stomach bleeding---yeah, it's going around this time of year...
So anyway. Not all of my problems are solved, not by a long shot, but I at least feel secure in the knowledge that they do not want to fire me!
Now forward march to the holiday break!
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