One of the longest days of my life.
A couple of years ago, it would have been just an average day. A couple hours sleep and then back at work and all that comes after. I really am just not that person anymore and I can now see how that really affected my mental state.
I was exhausted. After a few errands I made it back home to Sir, cleaned up, cooked and laid down on the couch. A part of me wanting to stay up, but I just couldn’t anymore. At some point he woke me to go to bed and I have no memory of it, but I woke up to my alarm, so I know it happened.
Today should be a good day. Doing something Sir has wanted to for a while. I still have reservations about tonight’s party and I hope Fetgirl can be an adult, but I doubt it.
Well, back to the laundry……no time to sit here typing.
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