Welp, it’s Monday again. I tried to deny its existence for a couple of days, but alas, it’s back and getting up in our faces once more. I had a really bad sleep, with a lot of nightmares. I’m pumping myself full of coffee.
We had a pretty good weekend. There was shopping, and spending, and snacking. I got to do two workouts whole he was at work and group.
Yesterday, he came home from group with a couple of packages of popcorn chicken, and he brought out some Lego while lunch was reheating in the oven. The game was on simply for the commercials. “It’s a lot more relaxing when we don’t give a shit about either team,” he said last night. Not that we really care about the game in the first place.
I have no idea what I’m walking into this morning. BossRPh texted last night to ask if I could come in early. “I’m already in early.”
“Shit.” Shit, indeed.
Here’s to hoping the day goes easily. With another cup of coffee, I might just stand a chance of surviving.
