He whispered in Sandy's ear to take my kidlets so I could run a multiplicity of errands in Fayetteville without dragging kids in and out of a dozen stops.
He nudged Charles and Phyllis to take them to Pizza Hut (in a raging blizzard...well, it was snowing anyway) on Saturday for a couple of hours so I could mop the floor, which I have wanted to do for about a month, but the planets had not aligned correctly until then.
And then, my angel of a husband sent me on an overnight getaway at a bed and breakfast, where I got a massage, hit the shops, and had a pretty great time just sorting through things that take time to sort through. There was a time when a break from the Hollyhock House would have seemed silly....but months of confinement, hard work, and lonliness have taken their toll. I knew I was getting short with the kids, and I was starting to forget the feeling of taking a deep breath. The only thing that could have made this time better would have been having Robb with me.
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Does this mean you are coming home? It would suck if you had decided just to stay in Eureka.
Hi honey...I'll be home in time for the bachelor : )
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