10.27.2009

Lost It.

All of it.

After peeing every 15 minutes all day I ended up a bawling mess on the toilet last night. When Joe asked what was wrong all I could say was "The pee! All of the pee!"

Then, at midnight when I hoisted my fat ass out of bed to visit the toilet he asked "Where are you going?"

Grasping at every rational response I could think of I replied:

"WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK I'M GOING?"

Joe: "I'm sorry."



No comments:

Post a Comment

I love it when you say things to me that reinforce me positively. So...carry on then, do that thing. Lastly, capital hat!