I came down with a slight cold this morning, enough to keep me in bed all day. While fretting over wasting a day where I could be writing articles, doing homework, researching papers, answering emails, I suddenly remembered the Pearl Jam concert. It's tonight. But going to this concert would wipe out any energy reserves I may still have. But I didn't want to not go, as I knew how fun this concert would be for my husband.
Monster came home twenty minutes ago and told me he wanted to sell the tickets. "You're health is more important. If you stayed sick all weekend, you wouldn't be able to get any work done." He was more concerned with my health and happiness than his own. Even though, fifteen years ago, he bought Pearl Jam tickets and then, at the last minute, his date bailed on him. He never went to the concert.
History may be repeating itself with the Pearl Jam tickets, but this date is certainly not going to bail on him. Ever.
1 comment:
Your so lucky! No in-bed days for working mommies with no sick time, believe me, I've had a cold all week.
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