Last night I called my husband from NYC in a panic.
"I'm pretty sure I'm having a nervous breakdown." I told him and went on to explain how I was overwhelmed by the work and the travel and some other personal things that have been going on.
He talked me off the ledge and then said, "You know what's good for stress? Sex."
"Ok," I told him, looking out at the lights of New York. "I'll call you in the morning and let you know if it helped."
"Wait, what!" he yelled.
And suddenly I was laughing.
Nothing better than sex and a good laugh.
Posted by: Jester Queen | May 24, 2012 at 08:59 AM
LOL. I saw that coming!
Posted by: Marta | May 25, 2012 at 12:00 AM