I told my husband a few months ago, "you know, you should take a week of vacation, sometime in April, just so you can see all that I do every day."
And you know what? He agreed. I'm excited because this means I can get caught up on work, things I want to get done around here etc. etc. He, on the other hand, doesn't seem that thrilled it is finally here. Why do I say that? On Friday night he updated his facebook to "