Seriously...I know my Josh loves me. I wow him with my super powers of growing cute babies, I amaze him with my macaroons, I astonish (and I had to use the thesaurus to find another word) him with the ability to laugh at any situation....except this one.
Does he really expect me understand this cruelty?
Does he really expect me to accept that he doesn't have time to hook it up?
Does he not understand I have been waiting nearly 12 years?
So, there it sits....staring at me...mocking me....
Excuse me, I have to go do dishes....and have a good cry....(*sniffle* he swears he loves me....yet there is sits...in a box...)