“Not tonight, I have a headache”

Last week around here was such a blur. I was dumbfounded at Troy’s energy as he’d show up early in the morning, work with only a few breaks and just keep going until very late at night. I certainly couldn’t keep up. Was it last Wednesday? Troy left to take his son to his baseball game and grab some dinner. I continued working despite an ever-growing three-day headache. At the point I realized I was squinting in the dim light, I knew I needed to quit and give my head a chance at recovery. It wasn’t long before the throb had grown to cause me to wince with every heartbeat. Not good. I wrote Troy a note. It read something like, ” Hey Troy,  I have such a headache I’m going to bed for the night. See you in the morning.” I wasn’t quite in bed yet when he returned to work some more. He was kinda wide-eyed and laughed  upon seeing me squinting severely at him. It wasn’t until morning I caught the humor of being the woman in his life for the evening saying, “Not tonight, I have a headache.”