#he is the definition of 'disgruntled boss with a cold' trope and GOD i wish i was there to see it

[whiskey-tango-matcha]

you guys wanna hear something that’s setting me on fire today

ok so my husband's job is in its busy season right now, so he’s been working A TON. yesterday morning, he seemed kind of off - slightly stuffed up, coughing a little - but when i asked he said he was fine. he works a long ass day, texts me when he’s leaving work and i ask how he is. he texts back, ‘feeling a little rough.’ i ask what’s wrong and he says, ‘just a cold i think. maybe bad allergies’. i’m like o ok!!!! because i don’t know how to act when he’s sick, it’s my favorite thing but like also i feel bad for him. and this man NEVER says he isn’t feeling well unless he’s on like death’s door, so i’m panting like a dog at his admission. we’ve been together for TWELVE YEARS you’d think i’d know how to act by now, but no. 

anyway, he gets home, he’s clearly stuffed up and not feeling well, sneezing, coughing the whole 9. we go to bed, get up, and he’s obviously feeling ~worse~ but ofc he has to work today, and he has to be there late to fill in for someone who called out. i said goodbye to him this morning, and told him to take some medicine. text him about an hour later and ask how he’s doing, he says he’s ok but hasn’t taken anything yet, so i tell him he has to pick something up. y’all. this man goes quiet for about 20 minutes, and then sends me a picture of a bottle of dayquil on his lap O.O i’m like uhhHHHH OK GOOD THANK YOU FOR DOCUMENTING PROOF OF COLD MEDS. he said, ‘i knew it’d make you feel better to have proof that i took something’. like, DUDE. that’s like a snz kink version of a dick pic. 

anyway!!!! i’ll just be imagining my suffering husband being a grump at work and swigging his dayquil and wishing he was here instead!! i’m living in a sickfic scenario right now but being blue balled by him being 45 miles away at work!!! fuck my life!!!