So yesterday I mentioned facing a crummy crummy or something eloquent like that. Well, I am happy and relieved to report I don't have to face it. Apparently I should have full discussions with my husband PRIOR to posting.
The husband came home for lunch and after he left called and said, "oh ya I forgot to tell you about the 365 day to Afghan" I just sat there silently thinking lots of things. Most of them I shouldn't post. But after a few minutes of silence I said, "well it isn't something I would choose to have you do but if you want to or need to go I support you in that." and then our call ended and alllllllllllllllllll afternoon I thought about that and all through work and then finally at 10:00 last night when I got to ask him about he said, "I thought you knew I was kidding about going... "
Well no I wasn't sure he was kidding at the time... I hoped but I wasn't sure. And then the small childish part of me that has been rearing its head all week wanted to go punch him in the face for making me stress all day.