Weekend is over, back to work. ..
Weekend is over, back to work. Super excited, not, just trying to stay positive....it's not working. I had a perfect Sunday, we made love throughout the day, not sure how many times. I made ravioli and he ate the rest of the left over tacos so I cooked again....whew got my 2 times a year out of the way before it ended ;) I watched hours of stupid tv, just relaxing on the couch. It was a great weekend. I only work 4 days this week so it should go by fast, hopefully. I think next year I am taking the Friday after Thanksgiving off, it's just a fuck off day, but it's still 8 hours of my life I can't get back.
It's getting harder to keep a diary, it's easier to do when there is drama or some sort of stress, but much harder when your life is good. I write about all the positive things in my life, just in case the darkness comes back, just in case I give in to it I can go back and read that's it's only a little while time, there are a million things to be grateful for always. I don't think it will come back, but it's best to always be ready just in case.
My heart kept filling up with love yesterday over and over, Mike just makes me so incredibly happy. It's not a new feeling from him, we have been together 11 years, he has always made me feel happy. It's just different, not sure how I can explain it. He makes me feel alive, appreciated, adored, loved, all the good things.
well I guess I will go try to do something with this hair I woke up to this morning....you can definitely tell I had a good night last night from this just got fucked look I have going on