blueboo
Nov. 9, 2009, 11:53 AM
Let me preface this by saying that I LOVE my life, I LOVE my farm and most of all, I LOVE Mr. Blueboo. That being said, after 11 months of working temp jobs to get us by (it wasn't his fault the worldwide economy tanked the very month we decided to move), Mr. Blueboo has landed a job hauling horses - and not just any horses, but some of the bluest blooded horses in the country. Now mind you, DH is marginally horsey, but not at all like myself :cool:, and so here I sit, in a job I have HATED for years, and each and every night I get to hear all the details about this gorgeous horse and that unbelievable barn, and such and such a magnificent farm, and how much he loves his job, and and and and (well I'm sure y'all get the picture). Now mind you, I am ecstatic that he loves his job - but it just ain't fair!
Waaaaaa waaaaa waaaaa :sadsmile::sadsmile:
Ok, whine over
Waaaaaa waaaaa waaaaa :sadsmile::sadsmile:
Ok, whine over