I'm thankful that my life is SO good that even when I have this kind of conversation with someone. . .
Me: wanta trade lives for a day?
Him: ummmmmm............No....Don't think so
Me: just one day?
Him : Nah
Me: you can wear the Herkimer for say tomorrow. . .And I'll shower and hang out at the arcade
Me: oh and you'd get to watch the sick kid too
Me: yeah let's do it tomorrow
Me: it'd be a much easier switch then say next Tuesday
Me: come on, you can wear the itchy thing in your neck that you can't get wet while you are somewhat hallucinogenic because of uria in your blood and deal with a kid with a bad cold you can't afford to catch and a husband who's gone all day and then is grumpy from no sex and being tired even tho he swears he doesn't get grumpy when he doesn't get laid often enough. . . How can that not sound appealing?
Him : Because I have more then half a brain
Me: oh wait I forgot to add the bonus of extended family with 3 child catastrophes who will probably want to come over "to help" when what they really do is make a mess and destroy things and the mom who calls every few hours to make sure you didn't die without telling her
Me: all you have to give up is one day at the arcade and a shower.
And then when he turns it down again I can say:
that's one hell of a package you're turning down there
Thursday, November 25, 2004