Why do I get my best sleep when B isn't home? Correction, when they're not home AND I know they won't be home. Not they're not home and I lay awake in bed wondering what time they're going to traipse in smelling of the CGF. Different things. Knowing they're in a camper 150 miles away somehow makes it easier for me to sleep? Stupid, right? Because for all I know they could have found some cute campers next door, hooked up with one, and be in bed with them right now. Seriously unlikely, but not outside the realm of possibility. They are five minutes from a decent sized city. Great, now my mind is imagining all sorts of stupid scenarios. Gee, thanks brain. Stupid me. Point being, I slept for almost 6 hours, uninterrupted. Go figure.
I had a decent day yesterday. A little lonely, but I was still riding high from Friday AND basking in the knowledge that we're doing it again this Friday. None of this 'how long will it be until the next time I get physical touch' bullshit. Nope. Friday 7pm, round 2. I mean shit, verbal therapy Friday mornings, physical therapy Friday nights? Yeah, I can live with that.
Remember our friend we had dinner with on Wednesday? He's been kind of sick lately and the doctors were stumped as to what was wrong with him. They were waiting for some test results to come back. Turns out he went in for emergency surgery at 7am yesterday to have two heart valves fixed/replaced. Yep. At 30 years old. Another few days and he might have died. So when I think about shit like that, all this other stuff seems so minor and stupid in comparison. Who's having sex with who doesn't fucking matter if you're dead. We haven't heard anything back other than going in for surgery. Well, I haven't heard anything back. There was no news as of 9pm from B on it.
Had a hair appointment. My god my girl can make me feel like a million bucks in just an hour. Walked out of there looking pretty and feeling good. Worth every penny. Got home and decided to take a nap. Catch up on some sleep. Then I did some house cleaning. Specifically I pulled everything out of my closet, rearranged stuff, fixed hangers, put it all back nice and organized. Long overdue project. By the time I was done it was nearly 5pm. Made myself some dinner, watched a little TV, and it was almost 8pm. I then made the decision I was not going out again. Nope. Stayed at home and played some video games and got in bed around 11pm. I needed a quiet night.
Starting at 1:30am tomorrow I deal with the shittiest schedule ever. 3am to noon for five damn days straight. This is going to suck ass. Going to throw off my whole week. Oh well. It is what it is. I probably won't see much of B this week except in passing. Am I okay with that? I don't know. Mind games begin....Now!
Today I am going to go wash my truck in a little while, then come back and do nothing. Whee.
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