It's still dark. I look at the clock. 5:47. No wonder I have a headache. I'm late for my first dose of caffeine.
Earl says, "What time is it?"
Me: "Almost six o'clock."
"Almost six o'clock?"
"Yes. Almost six o'clock. I didn't set the alarm."
"You didn't set the alarm?"
"No. I'm not getting up."
Earl, surprised: "You're not getting up?"
"No, I'm not getting up. I'm sick."
"You're sick?"
"Yes, I'm sick. I have a little cough. Are you getting up?"
"I'm getting up."
Me: "You'll have to make the coffee, but just push the button."
Wait for it..."I'll have to make the coffee?"
"Yes. Just push the button."
"But it's all made?"
"Yes. Just push the button. The dishes in the dishwasher are clean."
"The dishes are clean?"
"Yes."
He gets up. I lie there in the bed, hating my headache, coughing, and giggling like a fool.
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This TOTALLY made me laugh. At least you use words in your early morning conversations. Mine sound like the conversations between infants - a lot of whining, some sighing, and other non-sensical sounds, hahaha
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