99% of the time, Kelly and I can read each other’s minds. We have just come to expect this from each other, so when one of us is having an off day and CANNOT telepathically sync up to the other, it’s a surprise (and an annoyance). This morning was one of those times.
Today is Friday. It is the first full week I’ve worked since the week of Christmas. It has felt endless. So, this morning I got up and I was all tired and out of it and like crazy-haired. And I came stomping into the kitchen where Kelly was making her breakfast (and even had a bowl and some cereal set out for me on the counter; how cute is that?!).
“I FEEL LIKE AHAB,” I declared. I absolutely assumed that she would know what I meant, so that is all I said.
And she stared at me really blankly.
So I said, “And the weekend is my Moby Dick…?” like she was a total f’ing idiot.
And maybe she laughed or maybe she didn’t, I’m not sure. But I didn’t think about it again until about 2pm this afternoon. And then I laughed so hard, by myself.
I am such a loser.