Wednesday, August 6, 2014
In a bizarre twist of fate, I woke up this morning with a twinge of vertigo. It's been forever, and I was fairly certain I could function, but the best husband ever offered to be my chauffeur. We took the kids to camp, and then he dropped me off at the office. I'll work here, and then he'll pick me up and we'll reverse the process. I am so grateful for a man that shifts his day on a dime to take care of me.