Business planning workshop again this morning, and after last weeks wee-ing incident, I was a little cautious about suggesting we meet out for dinner again this week.
However, the thought of having to even think about preparing the evening meal, let alone cooking and serving it, was enough for me to decide that being wee’d on in public isn’t that bad at all.
Oh, shit! And its our wedding anniversary tomorrow. Oh, no. I’ve been so buys, what with working and seminars and, agghhh, my exam coming up, I’ve forgotten all about it.
I wonder how I’m going to get out of that one.
Maybe Grumpy will forget. Hmm, maybe he will. That’s what husbands do, right? Forget anniversaries?