New Year, Same Me
Listening to the rain outside, I love the sound of cars swooshing up the street. No resolutions this year - except that I'm going to try to be happy. I fully expect that it will involve work, my default setting seems to be angry and dis-satisified. I am determined to find the good and beautiful in what I have and to not want the impossible. We'll see how that works out.
Work tomorrow, it feels like I just left. I did get a good deal of cleaning and organization done on Friday, even though it took working until almost 8 three days in a row. I'm seriously considering taking Friday off and sleeping all day. I'm very tired, Ian is as well. He actually slept past 7:30 to days in a row. It feels like I got very little time alone last week even tho he was away. I enjoyed myself Tues night but I worked late the rest of the week. As much as I missed him. it is always so hard when he gets back. He misses his grandparents so much and he compensates by clinging very hard. It is wonderful to feel so loved but the actual physical touching, the kissing and hugging and climbing on me gets to be too much. I'm good though, I work very hard at not letting him see that and I truly believe he doesn't. God it's late already. I've been exhausted all day but I have absolutely no desire to go to bed. But in line with my 1 non-resolution, it's a nice, soft, clean bed. The room is cool, perfect for sleeping and 7 hours of rest will certainly make tomorrow go better. So I'm off to dream land (if I'm lucky! I had this very involved, detailed and hot Logan/Weevil dream a few weeks back and I keep trying to get back to it)
Work tomorrow, it feels like I just left. I did get a good deal of cleaning and organization done on Friday, even though it took working until almost 8 three days in a row. I'm seriously considering taking Friday off and sleeping all day. I'm very tired, Ian is as well. He actually slept past 7:30 to days in a row. It feels like I got very little time alone last week even tho he was away. I enjoyed myself Tues night but I worked late the rest of the week. As much as I missed him. it is always so hard when he gets back. He misses his grandparents so much and he compensates by clinging very hard. It is wonderful to feel so loved but the actual physical touching, the kissing and hugging and climbing on me gets to be too much. I'm good though, I work very hard at not letting him see that and I truly believe he doesn't. God it's late already. I've been exhausted all day but I have absolutely no desire to go to bed. But in line with my 1 non-resolution, it's a nice, soft, clean bed. The room is cool, perfect for sleeping and 7 hours of rest will certainly make tomorrow go better. So I'm off to dream land (if I'm lucky! I had this very involved, detailed and hot Logan/Weevil dream a few weeks back and I keep trying to get back to it)