Regret

i regret telling the boy that thing i told him yesterday, in a way. because now i have that feeling that i'd really really like to just stay home tonight, and here i'll be a hypocrite if i break my plans. i've got a few things i want to accomplish, and none of them has the smallest thing to do with my job, which currently (i just called to check) has no pharmacist.

i think today is the day that under normal circumstances, i would have been severely tempted to call in sick, and stay all snuggly. waking up with the bed (and the couch) empty is always disappointing on those days. at least a little bit. i love to fall asleep now. i feel like i let myself be vulnerable last night, and i don't feel sick about it. all i get is some more of that feeling. i wonder if any of my explanations made any sense. pretty sure, though, that the last thing any boy wants to hear at just the moment they're falling asleep is, "We just need to refill this prescription."

mmm, i've got some very happy thoughts.