So Hubster has royally messed up his back and the doctor has told him to take the week off of work and not budge from the bed.
Y'all can imagine the joy and happiness this brings to me.
The highlight of his current situation is that I finally can give him my detailed opinion on things and then run from the room if he doesn't agree with me. Spiteful, I know, but I've always been a fan of "kick 'em when they're down!" You could look at that approach as good motivation for him to get better as quickly as possible, right?
I'll try and look at this as good training for when Whoopsie is born. I'll be the master of dealing with the "cry-it-out" method for sure.