GRRrrrrrrrrrr!....

My poor husband, he works from home on Monday's and Friday's but the other three days of the week he has to rise at 5:00am so he can get out the door and beat the morning traffic before 6:00am... All while he watches the rest of his family snoring softly, or not so softly, with hours of blissful sleep ahead of them. Okay, maybe not HOURS for me, I'm usually up by 7:30... But you get the gist.

Except for THIS morning! THIS morning the phone on my bedside table rang at 5:55 AM!!! Who could it be? Well, it's not difficult to find out with an electronic voice announcing the caller next to my ear. THIS morning at 5:55 AM, it was my husband.... I'm like, "Huh?.... Wha?.... Wha time ish it?... The phone?... Oh, the PHONE!... My husband?.... My husband!!! I pick up the phone... "Hello?" and my husband says, "Zak forgot to get the trash out to the curb last night, please go wake him and tell him to do so."... I say, "Okaaaaaay?, bye."

Now, because MY SON, didn't do his job, I 'get' to wake up at O'Dark Early in order to inform him HE didn't DO.... HIS.... JOB!

Thanks husband!.... Thanks son!... I'm not a BIT tired today because of you... Not a BIT! And I'm sure with those 18-20 people we've got coming for dinner tonight, I'll be as bright and chipper as EVER!