Groundhog Day.....

I realize that Groundhog Day isn't until next week. This blog post is in reference to the movie Groundhog Day. And I'm going out on a limb here, referencing a movie I've NEVER SEEN. As I understand it, though, a man is forced to relive the same day over and over again.

Almost a year ago, I wrote this post about the fact that my husband, who could not WAIT to retire, kept returning to work for Pepsi. And he kept hating it. And every time he hated it, he told me to remind him next time to tell them to go ____________________. Any random expletive will do there.

Last week Hubby and I exchanged this flurry of text messages while I was at school:

Hubby: Going back to Pepsi for little while. Do resets at Quality Dills Bells. By myself except first store. Off Fridays.

Me: Is this a joke?

Hubby: No. Don't mind doing something by myself and prob finish in 2 weeks. But he said only have to do 1 per day if I want.

Me: You told me to remind you...

Hubby: I know but I think this will b different.

I'm not going to bore you to death with the details of why this time has NOT been different. Hubby worked one day (yesterday), they were off today, and he is thinking of telling the guy tomorrow (his former supervisor) that he's not interested in doing this after all.

Sometimes "I told you so" just doesn't cut it.

The next sound you hear will be Bragger banging her head against a brick wall. It has much better results.