Valentine's Day...how I loathe thee
I took off on Valentine's Day for the first time in a long time. I can't say I minded it terribly, because I every year that I come in, people are always asking if I'm okay, and suggesting that I take the lighter cases. It was easier, however, when Carter was around. I knew he would be there to talk to that day. He's the only other person that could understand how I felt. I took off this year, because I knew I wouldn't have that oppurtunity if I came in.
I dont know why, but I ended up waking up at 6:30. I guess you can call it force of habit. As I made my coffee, the phone rang. I thought about letting it go to voicemail, you know, in case it was someone from work telling me that they're swamped and need me to come in, but I answered it. I couldn't believe it when I heard his voice on the other line. We couldn't have a very long conversation, but it was so great to just talk to him. He assured me that everything was fine where he was, and was more interested in how I was doing.
I can't begin to say how much I really needed that.
I dont know why, but I ended up waking up at 6:30. I guess you can call it force of habit. As I made my coffee, the phone rang. I thought about letting it go to voicemail, you know, in case it was someone from work telling me that they're swamped and need me to come in, but I answered it. I couldn't believe it when I heard his voice on the other line. We couldn't have a very long conversation, but it was so great to just talk to him. He assured me that everything was fine where he was, and was more interested in how I was doing.
I can't begin to say how much I really needed that.