I sleep in today, knowing I was totally out of coffee and sugar and so flat broke there was no hope I was getting any til payday.
I roll out of bed at 2pm and fire up the computer. Fist thing...The Boy messages me.
did you want to borrow 20 or soo till you get paid?
Evel @ Home says:
ya, that would be cool
im gonna get a shower and see if i can come over ill talk to you in a bit
Now I try and wrack my brain, how did he know I was broke? Did someone tell him? Who was I whinning to last night?
So he arrives about 10 minutes later with the life-saving twenty bucks.
The Boy, "Are you hungry? Wanna go to McDonald's?"
So yeah, The Boy takes me to McDonald's. And pays for it.
No, this was not a dream I had, it really happened. I think I must have done something right.
And you all scoffed at the whole digging a hole in the backyard thing.