Wait…Tomorrow’s Monday?!?!

Another Sunday and the weekend has gone by way too fast.  I didn’t have my usual test on Friday, just a lecture, and was able to go spend some time with Lord Swank in the morning after the boys left, before class.  He was still snuggled up warmly in his comfortable bed when I snuck in to wake him up.  Two hours later, I brushed my hair and re-applied make up to go to class.  Hey, I don’t want everyone to know I’ve been up to naughty things…

I went to class and took notes, then came home and got some things done here.  My mom had agreed to babysit for me, so I was basically just killing time until she got home so I could head back over to Lord Swank’s place for the night.  (YAY!)  When she FINALLY got home, I was all packed and ready to go.  Unfortunately, the roads were slick and icy, and I bumped into the curb at an intersection.  I was going really slow, so no major damage, but it still pissed me right off.  The exact same thing happened last year, and it caused over $400 worth of damage.  GRRRR. 

Anyway, where was I?  Oh yes, Lord Swank’s lair.  I made it there without further incident and walked in on him cleaning.  Yes, ladies, he was CLEANING.  Actually dusting his bedroom furniture.  It was totally cute.  We ended up going to grab some pizza and played Guitar Hero for a loooong time.  T’was lots of fun.  I still suck at it, but I’m improving!  I love being around him, and especially being in his arms.  I hated having to get up in the morning and come home.  I had to take the boys to their self defense class and he was going to go freeze his ass off at the Notre Dame football game. 

Once we got home, I kind of just veg-ed out the rest of the evening.  I knew Lord Swank wouldn’t be home for a while, and I didn’t have anywhere to go or anything important to do, so I caught up on the dvr-ed episodes of True Blood and Saturday Night Live. 

I did get a weird text yesterday, though.  It was from The Crazy One.  He sent one on Friday that said, “how’s life?”  I really wanted to message back ”things are wonderful, actually, and thanks for asking,” but I knew that it would just encourage him to keep texting, so I didn’t.  Yesterday’s text was even weirder.  It said, “I got what I deserved.  Karma is a bitch.  Don’t worry I got paid back in full.”  Ho-kaaaay.  Weird, right?  First of all, I didn’t wish for anything bad to happen to him.  Second of all, the fact that he is upset is not MY problem, and it’s also not my responsibility to  make him feel better.  GAH! 

The boys also called Douche yesterday because they hadn’t heard from him in several weeks and he’s supposed to be moving soon.  He told them he has to be in Alaska in 8 weeks.  They are already clearing post in Georgia, so I guess they’ll be traveling for a while.  Not to see the boys, though, because “we don’t have enough money for that.”  There are so many reasons this pisses me off, not the least of which is that they are going to go to Texas for Thanksgiving to show off their new baby, but he can’t be bothered to come and see his other children, who he hasn’t seen since August!  He didn’t even ask if they could take the boys with them for Thanksgiving.  I would have let them go. 

I’m determined to end on a happy note, though, so I will tell you that I am totally enjoying my fella.  He is such a wonderful man, and I feel entirely safe with him.  He is the reason that all of these other (potentially bad) things seem inconsequential to me and the reason I am smiling at this very moment.  I am hoping against hope that he is as good as he seems, and I’m pretty sure he won’t disappoint me.