Took husband out to dinner. Well, I paid for drinks and he covered the food (his job pays for meals for us at one of their chains).
Ranted about my stress. Drank a hurricane. Now I’m miserable on the sofa needing my monthly migraine injection because the weather is going to kill me.
I also need water.
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