So...today's adventure. Well, not so much an adventure, but a story.
My husband was supposed to head to Barcelona for training this morning. He left before I woke up (and didn't wake me up to say bye!).
I was heading out the door to work when he called me. "Don't lock the door, my flight wasn't booked, I'm going to leave at 2 am now."
I say ok, but also give him shit for not saying bye (in the nicest way possible).
Come 5:00. I get home from work. He's not here. Suitcase is not here. No note. No text. But ahhh, Facebook status says "off to Barcelona."
My husband is a doofus
At least I know where he is. What did we do before Facebook?