Sleep Tight.
I was going to make a decent update tonight, I was going to wash my sheets, I was going to do all kinds of things.
But, I logged into messenger, and my friend Jesse was on, and we got to chatting. I had forgotten how funny it is to hear graphic details of gay male sex from a really good friend. God. I've missed him.
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My visitor will here tomorrow at 4 pm, Mountain Standard Time. I'd be lying if I said I'm not nervous now.
I still have so much to do before he gets here, that it makes me tired just thinking about it.
Post 2:30 pm tomorrow, don't expect to hear anything out of me. I'm hoping to be busy.
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I've had so much going through my head that I've been unable to really process it all fully. The only thing I can really say for certain is that I'm tired. Exhausted. Wiped out.
I think life has just caught up to me.
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But, my nails are done. My feet are pedicured. My facial applied.
I'm as ready as I'll ever be.