When I send The Mister out to the store for these particular items things aren't good. I've got a cold. I haven't had a cold in ages so it is not going well. I've got too much going on to feel this bad but what else is there to do but tuck myself into a cozy corner, sip soup and juice all day while going through box after box of Puffs. I've had the TV playing the fireplace video non stop as I drift in and out of sleep. It's not so bad. Maybe I needed a break.
The Mister is keeping busy in my absence. The drywall is getting finished layer by layer. This is slow tedious work and only one of us fits on the ladder at a time anyway. He's probably happy to have the time to himself. Things were getting a bit tense. Between his bad hip and my cold we've both been a bit grouchy.