Unknown, and unsupportive

Philippa has given me a clue as to my birthday surprise. She’s arranged with my work for me to have the whole weekend off. I said “So it’s not just something happening on the Friday night then?” She refused to answer so I said, quite honestly, “I don’t give a shit what it is now - having the weekend off will be present enough”

Her ankle is a bit better now. The swelling went down on Tuesday and the bruising cleared up a bit Wednesday. The way she was going on about it you’d think it was broken in 12 places. Bloody women. I helped her recovery by saying “If you will do these silly sports, you have to pay your dues. Lazy people on sofas don’t get ankle sprains”

RC 12-1-12