Sure, most people are like, "Hot diggity dog, it's Friday!" But around here in Dhuland, it's pretty anticlimactic.
See, Big Dave had to have surgery on his right hand this past Tuesday because he broke his pinky knuckle in an altercation with our beer fridge. (It wasn't pretty, and the fridge has the knuckle dents to prove it.)
Needless to say, my poor pup of a man has been subjected to an elbow length cast and a large spongy box in which he is to rest his arm in an upright position. Boys... when will they learn that refrigerators are NOT punching bags?
However, the agony of defeat has been countered with the official doctor's proclamation of NO work for 4 to 6 weeks. Yes, it's true. Big Dave has been commanded to stay work-free for at least a month. At first, this might seem delightful right?
But just in case you don't know, I'm out of work for the next few weeks at least, which means....
OH MY GOSH I HAVE TO BE HOME WITH MY HUSBAND FOR A REEEEEEEEALLY LONG TIME!!!!
You're feeling my pain aren't you?
Divorce may be imminent.
He's already stir-crazy and it's only been three days. And so what if it's Friday...
Send help...
Any one-handed non-mobile honey do's around?
Posted by: Sid | February 11, 2011 at 07:50 PM
Are you sure big Dave broke his finger on you'all's beer fridge?Do you know big Dave is in danger of breaking more fingers in the next 5 weeks?
Posted by: Lori | February 12, 2011 at 12:37 AM