Husband grumbling

[charliesmum]

So the husband had a funeral to go to today. He trots off, I do whatever it was I was doing this morning, then get dressed to go to the gym, make sure Charlie has his game boy as he is off this week and I've no one to watch him today, and head out only to realise the husband took my car. He has a truck that a)I can't drive, b)I'd be afraid to drive and c)I haven't got the keys to. So I can't get to the gym. Or anywhere else for that matter until he comes home.

The worst part is I managed to leave my purse in the car yesterday. I wanted to take Charlie to see "Meet the Robinsons" but now, even if I found someone to go with and got a ride I couldn't, because I haven't got any money.

I don't know why he didn't ask if I needed the car. He almost always does, especially when it's 9pm and I'm in my jammies and it is painfully obvious I'm not going anywhere. Why he thought I wouldn't want my car in the middle of the bloody day is a mystery.

I had a dream about sharks last night. And also that I'd cut my hair really short and dyed it blonde. Not sure which was worse.

Here's a photo of me as a witch doing my witch thing. Because I am bored.

Comments

[erinlin.livejournal.com]

Cool witch!