Not a happy wife

I am feeling a little better today thanks to some Ginger Tablets and some ginger tea, I am still feeling lightheaded, but I will survive.

Last night I went to have dinner with my parents, where my mom told me about all the neighborhood "kids" who were pregnant and showed me the baby shower invites for others.

As I was packing up to leave I noticed I didn't have my key card to get into the parking garage, after searching my purse and my car I figured I must have left it in my yoga bag the other night.

So I start heading home, I was feeling pretty low, so I call DH at work.  He sounded distracted as I start bitching about not having my card and having to find somewhere to park and run upstairs to get it.  I got a "that sucks listen I have to go", I said good bye and hung up.

I was feeling pretty lonely, (not lonely enough to head back to my parents place, they were C-R-A-Z-Y last night), I get home, go upstairs, tear the apartment apart looking for the stupid key card, I can't find it anywhere!!!  Tears are streaming down my face thinking I have lost another key card, I find out "spare card" that is on it's last legs (it is cracked and doesn't fit into the reader easily). 

I go back downstairs park my car and head upstairs to continue to look for the card.  I finally give up, and send DH a text that I have lost my card.

A minute later the phone rings, it is DH, my key card is in his pocket!!!!  He noticed I left it on the table and put it in his pocket with my meds so he would remember to hand it to me when I met him at work to get my shot but forgot.

I was not a happy wife………………...