Spam, spam everywhere, and not a bite to eat
Sunday I end up calling in sick. I messaged KiSA to ask him if he wanted me to bring him anything on my way to work, he told me he left work early. *sigh* Nuts. I was counting on seeing him. I was going to wear the wig that night. He messages "call in sick", and when I ask him or me, he says me. I say "Ok, and then what?" he says dinner. I ask with him, and he doesn't answer right away. I send him another message telling him that calling in sick is fine, but not worth it if all I'm doing is staying home. Eventually it works out that I'm calling in sick, driving down there and making him dinner. *grin*
I stop off at the video store to rent Sin City because he said he would watch it with me. I had originally had no desire to see it, but I saw a trailer that made me a bit curious, and so I asked if he would watch it with me so I wouldn't have to watch it alone. I also stop off at Whole Food because I needed to pick salmon for dinner. I had decided to make salmon with either dill or garlic flavored butter (whichever he chose). I couldn't make grilled veggies, so I was just going to buy them from the food bar, and make some parsley potatoes to go with it. On my way to Whole Foods, I change my mind because last time I cooked I made something with dill, so I decide to get some rock cod (a snapper) instead. I am topping it with garlic butter, capers and tomatoes. I grab some new potatoes which will look more elegant and save a whole lot of peeling. I also buy him his own garlic press, because if I'm going to cook for him, he is damn well going to have one for when I need to mince garlic since I cook with it a lot. In addition to the grilled veggies, I grab some herbed polenta, some cantaloupe and watermelon for me.
I get there about 8, and he lets me in and I start cooking. I hand him his plate and he takes a bite. He declares it tasty. I grab my plate and set up my laptop and fool around. He eats some more and says that it's "really tasty!" I melt. He likes my cooking. The baking pan I brought with me wouldn't hold all 4 pieces of fish, so I cooked 2 at a time, and as I was taking the 2ed set out, he asked what it was. When he realized there was more, he asked for another piece. *lovelovelove*
After we eat we watch TV. He's gonna lay down early tonight because he's tired from his weekend away. We get undressed, and in to bed, and pop Sin City in. He won't tell me when the gross stuff is gonna happen so I can look away, and he laughs at me for even wanting to. Personally, I don't really like the movie. It bores me. Although, Elijah Wood is just creepy,and I did like his character.
I wake up when the alarm goes off, not having slept deeply. I never seem to when with him. It's Monday, so he leaves to take his son to school, and I just lay there watching the movie Wimbledon (with Paul Bettany *adore*) until he returns. I've woken up with a horrible headache. After he leaves for work I watch The Pacifier. I check my phone and he's messaged me asking me to sign if UPS shows up. I tell him sure, and ask if he has anything stronger than Advil. He says he doesn't think so, but there is a Walgreens on the corner. I don't want to leave in case I miss UPS, so I just deal. I shower and get mostly ready for work. I don't want to risk finally being able to fall asleep and not waking up in time. Usually I don't need an alarm, I just naturally just wake up between 1-3. Since I've showered, and am a lot closer to work that usual, I don't have to be awake so early. I message him and ask him if he can call me at 6 and make sure I'm up so I'm not late to work. He says no problem and I do sleep for 3 hours. I wake up on my own, and leave for work and about a quarter after 6 he does call. He sounds amused.
Once I get to work, I go hang out at his desk until my shift starts. I tell him to bring me dinner. He just laughs. I tell him he should, he knows I would do it for him, and have twice this past week alone. He says I should come over and he'll make me breakfast. ?! Buh? KiSA, I don't get off until 3:30, and after my workout, couldn't be there until 5:30. He says no problem, I should just knock, he'll get up and let me in. I tell him that I WILL be there, and not to call the cops or anything like he usually threatens to do when I tease him that I'll show up randomly some morning after work.
I message Mark and tell him that I won't be home again. 2 days in a row sleeping at KiSAs. Work passes quickly, but the workout drags because I so want to just head over. I stick it out, and it's almost light when I do arrive. I'm a little nervous about waking him up, but he just lets me in and dives back under the covers. He's asleep before I even finish undressing. The TV is on of course, and so I watch whatever is on, and right after is the Princess Diaries 2. I had wanted to see it cause I did think the first one was cute. So I'm still awake just watching the movie and watching him sleep when his alarm goes off. He gets up and hits the snooze (and don't think it wasn't a pleasure to watch) and back under the covers he goes. He repeats it again, and for some reason, a few minutes later, he looks at me and asks what time it is. I tell him and ask him when he needs up. When that time comes I gently wake him.
He stay up this time, and as he finishes in the bathroom, he comes out, my movie is over and he asks what I was watching. I tell him knowing he will mock me for it. The Pacifier is up next, and I don't want to see it again. He mentions that he gave me the remote earlier and I told him I was ok with what was on, and after he left I was going to turn the TV off anyways. He does it for me, and as he is walking out, he asks if I had been to sleep yet. I smile at him and shake my head no. He just smiles back and leaves.
For once I sleep well. Despite the feeling of forboding that has been bothering me for 2 days. Thats for another post though.
I even manage to sleep through most of the noise he makes when he comes back from taking his son to school. I can't sleep through him waking me up to move me over in the bed so he can lay down and watch TV. Arg! I move over but don't even bother trying to sleep again. I'll just wait til he leaves. It was much nicer to be there with him than usual. He teases me, and allows me to cuddle, and it felt very much like we were together again. I poke him and ask him wasn't he supposed to be making me breakfast. To which he just laughingly says that he's so tired. I mention that I'd had a feeling he would try to weasel out of it as usual, and he says he'll make me some hard boiled eggs before he leaves, which I decline. I tell him to bring me dinner tonight instead. I know he won't want to though. I start to feel guilty for pressing the issue, and when he tells me to think of what I want for dinner, I shake my head no.
I wake up at 3. I decide to start getting ready for work. After I shower, I check my phone. I have voice mail, it's from him. He says that he realizes he was calling too early, that it was 6 I needed to be up by, and that I was probably asleep and that was a good thing because I needed my rest. I think he knows I don't sleep very well at his place. I was so touched by the message. I hadn't asked him to call this time because I knew I wouldn't have the same issues as from the day before. He calls again just before 6, and I tell him I'm already dressed and was just leaving. I ask if he needs me to stop for anything for him because I need to stop for myself. He says no, and I head out.
2 days. My head is so filled with him.