Skinny and I have an awesome habit of getting pizza every Thursday at our pizza place. Recently, I've grown tired of pizza (please don't tell anyone...I'm notorious for my love of pizza).
Tonight, I was annoyed when I came home just at the thought of getting pizza. Since I am out of town tomorrow, Skinny wants to get it on a Wednesday. I should be happy he wants to spend time with me...
Instead I'm thinking of the packing I need to do and the dishes and laundry that need to be done before I go. I'm thinking if I need to pack any pampered chef products (which I do!) or if I need to pack any allergy medication in case of accidental beef ingestion.
But when I think about it, even if I don't eat the pizza, spending time with Skinny is worth it. He's going to be doing a lot of housecare the next few days. Trying to finish our current project, picking up our new dog, taking care of 2 dogs and a sick cat...its a lot of work.
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