A couple of weeks ago at I work I announce to my co-workers (who are all women) “well, I’ve got something I have to say. I know I don’t really talk too much about my personal life but this could impact my life here at work a little.”
I paused a little and was rather surprised at how intently my three co-workers were focused on what I was saying.
And in a full, deliberate voice I announce, “I’ve decided to sleep with a college girl.”
Lilly’s jaw gaped open… astonished at what I had just said. Roxanna whispered out an “oh my God.” and then covered her mouth. Norma dropped her head into her hand. It was almost like two of the three monkeys that are the see, hear and speak no evil monkeys.
Ok, so this is a cheap and shameless attempt to spike the WP stats a little, although it is a true story.
I spilled the beans and admitted that although I was going to soon be sleeping with a really hot college girl, that college girl is my wife.
Yep, The Deistette is going back to school to finish her undergrad degree… hopefully. Cross your fingers for us. It’s going to be a long road and hopefully our budget can sustain us being poor college kids for the next three years. She starts on Monday.
Of course, I can’t help but want to say this to The Boy.