Perhaps you are sitting there thinking to yourself, "What could possibly infuriate this woman more than made-up traffic, double parkers and baby mamas?" Well, I'll tell you. My husband's best friend.
Today is the DB's birthday. So, he chose last night (a work night) to drag his friends out and find crap for them to do until 5 a.m. My husband climbs ladders for a living, so it's best for him to be a little sharper than three hours of sleep, but it was his best friend's birthday, (and he wasn't driving) so he allowed himself to be dragged around until the wee hours.
There are mornings when I wake up with three hours sleep under my belt after having sat up half the night worrying that my husband was either dead or in jail (but really his phone was just dead and he was being held against his will by his friends....so he says) that I feel like I live in one of those bro-mance movies. I'm just waiting for the part when my husband's BFF shows his lovable side and endears himself to me. So far, I just wish I had the power to transfer him to Malaysia.
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