Hi all. I’m here for therapy.
So, remember how I told you guys how freakishly busy I am these days? Well, I wasn’t kidding, in case you thought I was. I’M SO BUSY. Do you understand? As in, SO BUSY.
Anyways.
This morning, Adam went golfing before work, requiring him to get up at 5:30 IN THE DARK. I tossed and turned for a while after he left, and finally got up, imagining a few hours of quietly doing something productive, and/or watching reruns of The O.C.
So anyway, I got up and stumbled to the coffee pot. Unbeknownst to me, my loving husband had made a whole pot for us, which was hot and life-giving and just waiting for me to sip from… but not knowing that he’d made it, I promptly poured it down the drain. Then I watched the sink basin steam with fresh coffee. And I stood there pathetically and cried.
It’s been a rough few days. That’s all.
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