Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Only me

On Saturday, it was all I could do to get up and do nothing.  That took all of my energy.  Eventually I showered and that taxed me so much that I was spent for the rest of the day.  Just me and my computer until around 3:30 when I decided that Sonic might go out of business if I didn't at least help them out.  And so I did.  I dragged on some sweatpants and a tee shirt and headed out the door for my fix of a diet cherry limeade.

As I walked out the door and stood on my driveway, I realized that I didn't even have enough strength to open my garage and take my car out.  I chose to drive Rick's car, which lives on our driveway, instead. 

So, being the nice wife that I am, I called back to Rick and asked if he needed anything or wanted me to pick him up a drink, too.  Nope, he said.  He was just as zonked out as I was and he didn't want anything to wake him up too much.  Yes, we were a lively duo on Saturday.  But lively or not, dead or not, I jumped in his car and headed to Sonic.  Made it just before Happy Hour ended and then headed back home.

And as I rounded the corner and approached our house, I saw that Rick's car was no longer on the driveway.  And I was furious that I had offered to get him a drink while I was out, yet he had gone out, too, but hadn't offered to bring me anything.  Yes, I was one mad cookie.  And I decided to tell him, too.  'Cuz I'm nice like that.

So I parked Rick's car and ran inside to yell at him. 

And as I stood there ... looking at him ... wondering just how he was inside the house ... yet ... his car was missing ... it dawned on me. 

He must've walked home.  Yeah, that's it. 

Wow, was I tired or what?  Good thing I'd gone out driving, too. 


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