That's what my hubby just told me after we met for lunch today. He's worked 36 hours in the last two days and is exhausted. I'm in a pissy mood because he thinks we should skip the NYC trip this year with the economy being all crazy. So we sucked it up anyways and met for lunch at Wahoo's. It was forced, uncomfortable and I wished we had just skipped it.
When he dropped me off at work, I told him it was a nice lunch to which he smiled and replied "No, it was a miserable lunch." Instead of being put off, I laughed and agreed. We then kissed and agreed the next lunch would be better.
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