I’m tired, and cold, and slightly bitchy.
Bought myself some new jeans this afternoon, and got totally excited that they’re a size smaller than the last ones that I bought. I wandered around Walmart for a while after I dropped Eddie off, mostly to kill some time so that I wasn’t battling rush hour traffic to get home. On the way home, my mom called, so I chatted with her for a bit. She wanted to make sure I was surviving at work, and how Eddie and I were handling working different shifts.
Speaking of that…. the only thing that I can think of to compare how it seems to me is that it feels like we’re living apart again. We may share the bed, but we only spend about 90 minutes/day actually talking and being with each other. It sucks. It sucks bad.
I think I’m gonna go lay down for a few, and get an hours worth of sleep.
Tags: life, love







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