MosMom
<font color=deeppink>Damn you, you wretched clown!
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Here is a little story about my life on Thursday night...
I stumble home from work (don't even get me started on why I was working with the flu!) and barely remember getting home. I could barely breathe from all the chest congestion and I was shivering with cold chills. I hobble up the stairs one at a time and crawl into bed. I am completely out of breath by the time I get up there. I lay down and try to open a package of NyQuil. Ahhhhh sweet relief! What? It won't open? Unfortunately I don't have Vin Diesel on my speed dial to come over and open it. I look around for scissors to open the package but there is none around and I have no energy to get up again. I can't call for DH downstairs because my throat is on fire.
I try with all my strength to rip the damn thing open and it won't budge. WHY is it when you are at your WEAKEST you have to be a body builder to open a package of NyQuil. I finally got the spirit of MacGyver and found a pen cap and hacked into the paper part then ripped it open.
The garbage never worked anyway. I still tossed and turned all night. I should have just bought the
kind and gagged it down.
I stumble home from work (don't even get me started on why I was working with the flu!) and barely remember getting home. I could barely breathe from all the chest congestion and I was shivering with cold chills. I hobble up the stairs one at a time and crawl into bed. I am completely out of breath by the time I get up there. I lay down and try to open a package of NyQuil. Ahhhhh sweet relief! What? It won't open? Unfortunately I don't have Vin Diesel on my speed dial to come over and open it. I look around for scissors to open the package but there is none around and I have no energy to get up again. I can't call for DH downstairs because my throat is on fire.
I try with all my strength to rip the damn thing open and it won't budge. WHY is it when you are at your WEAKEST you have to be a body builder to open a package of NyQuil. I finally got the spirit of MacGyver and found a pen cap and hacked into the paper part then ripped it open.
The garbage never worked anyway. I still tossed and turned all night. I should have just bought the

