*sadface*
I am home all alone and I am super sad about it.
We told Alex's parents that we'd housesit this weekend. I was already not psyched about it - they live half an hour away, I never sleep very well, and they have animals, to which I am allergic, and I really just wanted to be home and in my regular life.
I sucked it up and went down there anyway, but I've been sick all week, and when that got combined with the two animals, I really really couldn't breathe.
I ended up coming home, which means Alex had to drive an extra hour, so I feel awful about that, and I really hate sleeping alone. But man. There was no way I was going to be able to make it through the night out there.
I feel awful and guilty, but happy to be home. But also lonely.
We told Alex's parents that we'd housesit this weekend. I was already not psyched about it - they live half an hour away, I never sleep very well, and they have animals, to which I am allergic, and I really just wanted to be home and in my regular life.
I sucked it up and went down there anyway, but I've been sick all week, and when that got combined with the two animals, I really really couldn't breathe.
I ended up coming home, which means Alex had to drive an extra hour, so I feel awful about that, and I really hate sleeping alone. But man. There was no way I was going to be able to make it through the night out there.
I feel awful and guilty, but happy to be home. But also lonely.