It's basically fall now which means it's basically football season.
I'm already over it.
Sundays, Mondays and Thursdays I become a football widow.
On nights that football isn't on tv, I lose my husband to John Madden and his fake football team on xbox.
I'm over it.
I'm tired of hearing about everyone's fantasy football drafts on social media.
I'm sick of seeing pictures of drunk adults decked out in their various teams' attire while playing corn hole.
I'm over my husband not listening to what crazy thing happened at work because he's checking out packers.com on his phone every 20.3 seconds.
Not to mention that the ever obnoxious, "WHO DAT?" is getting incredibly old.
So in honor of stupid football season, I present to you:
xoxo, wife.
I'm already over it.
Sundays, Mondays and Thursdays I become a football widow.
On nights that football isn't on tv, I lose my husband to John Madden and his fake football team on xbox.
I'm over it.
I'm tired of hearing about everyone's fantasy football drafts on social media.
I'm sick of seeing pictures of drunk adults decked out in their various teams' attire while playing corn hole.
I'm over my husband not listening to what crazy thing happened at work because he's checking out packers.com on his phone every 20.3 seconds.
Not to mention that the ever obnoxious, "WHO DAT?" is getting incredibly old.
So in honor of stupid football season, I present to you:
No worries this will become drastically less severe once hunting season starts..... haha! Love you babe, and you know I love your stories and is the reason I call you nearly every day around 4:22 (5:22 on Mondays)
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