And another too many pages.
In the last hour I found out that hubby thought I was staying until Monday.
Even though it was because of his many requests for me to be home on SUNDAY that I made a plane booking for Sunday. With Virgin America, which has a cancellation fee. And I'm not even sure Cheryl has the room on Sunday, even if I could change it.
Husbands!
And then he got all mopey and wanted to go, but it would be way too expensive for those almost last minute airfares for them, plus a different room, plus the $20 replacement AP fee if they never found the APs hubby lost while on Screamin' in December....and so on.
So now I'm mopey b/c I could have had another day, he's mopey because it's really not possible, or at least it would be financially really stupid, for them to sneak in their own trip during the ladies trip.
Eamon, however, is back in his room...cleaning it!?!?!?!
And I've been sitting in front of scrapbook stuff all day, and haven't touched it.
I've lost my motivation!
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fairykin, it sounds like you're about to lose someone close to you? I'm so sorry. (I didn't go back to read, but that's the impression I got.)