It’s Friday. Or, as I’m calling it, the third installment of “CRYSTAL JUST WANTS TO FRIGGING SLEEP”. I’ve been up since about 3:15am, so about the last five, almost six hours now. I didn’t have a lot of trouble getting to sleep; it wasn’t exactly easy, but it wasn’t as bad as the night before.…
By all rights, it should have been a good weekend. We both had July 4th off, and spent the day messing around with various flow toys in the backyard. There were fireworks, and burgers, and sunshine. We had easy shifts on Friday; he worked a half-day on Saturday, and I did a half-day on Sunday.…
He’s in therapy tonight. I know it’s good, and I know it’s helping, but I just want to go home. Today was ok. Just now, my phone didn’t want to type out “ok”, and I guess you could say “today was.” We were chatting at lunch about how our days were going, and I told…