The Mr. has been fairly sick. He's missed two days of work this week; though he tried to go yesterday. (That lasted about an hour. No one wants to be around "typhoid Mary.") I'm hoping he bounces fast.
To top it off, I had some tests at J town hospital. (Nothing major.) I came out of the hospital and found I had a flat tire. And I mean flat. The Mr. was in no shape to come to my rescue, though we had a pretty good argument on the phone about him staying home. (He doesn't listen very well!)
K and CT came to my rescue. K picked me up and took me home. CT, K and the Bug were headed to U town for errands, so they changed the tire and brought my car to Tiny Town on their way home. It is now sitting at a local garage.
And to really top it off, I have a faculty meeting at 7:15 this morning. Granted, they do feed us breakfast, so I shouldn't complain. Shouldn't is the operative word.
Oh, and the temperature with wind chill today is -20.
Am I having fun yet? No, but maybe tomorrow...