On Christmas Day, Diane and I were trying to make plans to spend a day with my parents down in Cape May. We chose Friday, but by Friday morning, I was already fighting the Man Flu.
Diane and I were really looking forward to a nice week in between Christmas and New Year's to relax, and just unwind after a crazy 2012. Then we got an unwanted guest. The Man Flu. I was sick, but I think she got the worst of it.
It started with a little runny nose last Wednesday and by Saturday, I think Diane was wishing she was at work...
This heatwave has us all complaining, but who complains more? Is it men or women? I don't know about weather complaints, but when it comes to being sick, we have a complaining champion. Congratulations men!
So I was sitting on the couch watching TV (what else is new) and I felt a sneeze coming on. Then I felt another sneeze coming, and another, and then another. I'm sure my wife was thinking the same thing I was, "Uh-oh, I hope it's allergies". Neither one of us wanted to deal with the man flu. I know what you're thinking. You think the man flu doesn't exist.