(Damn, now I'm going to have that "Hey, Jealousy" song stuck in my head all day.)
Aaron has today off. He took a personal day because he really needed a day off. I respect that and am glad that he is taking time for himself. That, however, does not stop me from being incredibly jealous that he is at home relaxing (even if I did have last Monday off).
Here I am at work, trying to decide if something is a process or outcome measure (I know you're jealous of my incredibly exciting life, right?) and he's at home drinking coffee and eating the homemade scones I baked this morning, while watching the morning talk shows, or more likely, watching Sports Center for the fifth or sixth time while doing fantasy sports stuff on the internet. That's the life. Last Monday when he came home I told him he needed to make more money so that I could be a stay-at-home wife. (I was joking. Kind of.) I think that it's a novelty though, and if I spent every day at home I'd be bored out of my mind. At least until we have kids, then that's a different story.
When I left he was still in bed. I want to be still in bed. I guess you could say it's slightly obvious that I'm still in a funky mood.
Well, I should watch it. I wouldn't want people to think I'm a whiny baby like Kanye West. Because, damn. He's the whiny-est of whiny babies.