So yesterday I packed a lunch for work. Caesar salad and broccoli cheese soup. Well I left the dressing at home and ended up going to Tendergreens for lunch.
So the hubster texts me at 714, "I think you left your dressing at home". I'm upset because I was really looking forward to my lunch, but get over it quickly. I'll just eat my lunch for dinner.
It didn't occur to me until much later to ask if he put the dressing back in the fridge. Nope!
He says he didn't think about it until he was already on his way to work and that he thought it had gone bad already. *sigh*
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