Day three of not being in the house. You all know I have tinnitus. Like really bad in my left ear. Did you know it's brought on by irregular, poor sleep and stress? Guess what I haven't had in three days? For real. Since I got here on Monday at 5pm, my ears haven't bugged me once. I am coming up on almost 40 hours without a single flare up. Hold on a second, let me act surprised. Okay, done with that.
Yesterday I moved at my own pace. I meandered around the house, took a nice nap, helped my host by doing all their dishes and cleaning the kitchen, installed some new door hardware for them, took their dogs for a walk, and tried to be a good house guest. I went to the cheese shop at 11 when they opened and bought a ton of cheese for the trip this weekend. Some really fancy good shit. Around 3:30 I headed to meet my friend. We went wandering the in stores where our group meeting is, then we had sushi for dinner, and went to group. I got back here around 11, putzed around for a little bit, and was in bed by midnight. B messages me at 3:23am saying they were home safe. Okay? Don't care? I mean don't understand what you're out doing until nearly 3:30 in the morning acting like a child, but you do you. Doesn't impact me any. I am doing okay on my own thanks. Right now, I am truly leaning towards telling them to start looking for their own place. I discovered last night I will be okay. I have real friends. I have people who care about me. I got hit on by this really cute girl too. She was just like "I love your energy!". Okay babe. I am down with this. lesbian powers activate!
Today, heading to the house at 1, B will be gone already. Taking the cat to the vet. Then I am telling my friend with whom I am going bowling, to meet me at the bowling alley. This way I can come straight back here afterwards. Then I can go back to the house Thursday late, leave Friday morning. Minimal exposure and home time.
It's gonna be okay. Right?
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