QTips are the Devil!

I had a really fun update planned today but unfortunately it got derailed in light of my husband’s latest text message.

“I think you’ll need to smack me for doing something dumb.”

Oh boy… he’s never sent me THAT text before.

“what is up?”

“I think I ruptured my eardrum.”

“Howww?”

“I bumped my arm holding the Qtip”

I was seriously tempted to ask if the Qtip was still lodged in his brain but bit my tongue.

I love my husband, I love my husband, in sickness and in health, in sickness and in health. <- Mantra.

So in an hour, I get off work and have 2 errands to run before Hubby gets home and we skip on over to the urgent care clinic before dinner.

I think the Universe is forcing me to face my financial phobias and I’m not happy about it.
Good news is that if he has ruptured it, it can heal on its own, we might need drops to avoid infection. Frankly, I think he’s pushed all the wax against his eardrum and clogged it. I would almost bet on it.

Hello Curve Ball #2!
Bloody Hell.

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