Background: my poor husband started vomiting at work so I had to go pick him up and drive him home in the backseat. That evening we are watching a movie in our bedroom.
Knock-Knock, I get out of bed to answer the door.
UPS man standing at the door: "You are on my bad list."
Me: "uhh, OK"
UPS man: "You have 14 boxes."
Me: "Wow! I didn't think they would all come at once."
UPS man: "I am going to bring them to the bottom of the stairs, but not up the stairs."
Me: "OK, fair enough"
I then drag my poor sick husband to help me drag the boxes up the stairs.
Next day: Knock- Knock
Me open door to find UPS man standing there with a package.
UPS man: "I feel like I should ask what's for dinner."
Me: "Do you want a Dr. Pepper?"
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Good grief, people! It seems like every other post involves some sort of sudden illness! I hope Mr. M is doing better and neither of you threw out your back getting the 14 boxes up.
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