Today my fabulous dude got his wisdom teeth taken out. Even though I'm not back to class, I still had a lengthy list of readings to do, prepping for meetings, and organization to get through this week. So, I set my mind to working really hard throughout the week so I could laze around with him while he's recovering. Who would expect someone to sit in their office doing boring work while the hubby gets to lounge on the couch watching movies? Well, my plan worked. As of yesterday, I completed more than enough work to take a break until class starts on Tuesday.
But I have a confession. While I was working this week, I kept finding myself looking forward to a weekend of nothing but movies and TV ...
Does it make me a bad person that I was actually looking forward to the day my husband would undergo a procedure that could potentially cause him great pain just so we could have a quiet weekend? I think so.
Wait ... It gets worse ...
Does it make me a bad person because I felt slightly disappointed when the dentist called me into the recovery room and there I found the hubs sitting up and completely alert? I think so.
Does it make me a bad person because I wish he had a little more swelling so that he looked a little more like a chipmunk? I think so.
I was kind of anticipating hearing my hubby say some incoherent things while he was doped up and being able to laugh at his funny looking face. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to settle for a weekend of Prison Break, Tylenol 3s and pureed food.
Yes, this makes me a bad person.