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It's 5:58 am.
I'm lying in bed, waiting for the alarm to go off. I'm getting up at six, because I'm way behind in my email games and was planning on going in a bit early to get caught up. Plus I have to feed the piggies and the Tiny Dinosaur.
I haven't slept well. The anticipation of Lisa coming home for two days to help pack has left me with a bad case of anticipation insomnia. So I'm just lying there, trying to let my body generate as much energy as I can to face the day.
Knock knock.
It's quiet, but I can hear it. Someone is at the front door, knocking lightly. Is there a fire? An emergency? Is this the crazy lady across the hallway, finally snapped and coming to bury a sharpened kitty litter scoop in my chest?
Where's my clothes? My robe? I can't go to the door naked, and I don't have my contacts in and my glasses are in the bathroom drawer...
"Hello?" came a quiet voice. INSIDE the apartment.
I swear my heart stopped.
Wait. Lisa?
I moistened my night-dry throat and croaked out an inquiry.
"Helloooo?" came the voice again. Lisa!
I hop up, avoid stepping on the cat also racing towards the front door, and, clothes forgotten, hurry down the dark hall narrowing avoiding boxes and junk and little used exercise equipment.
It's Lisa. Come home on the red-eye bus from Medicine Hat, with plans of sneaking into bed with me so I wake up beside her in the morning.
And the chain is on the door.
She's lucky I wasn't up and in the shower already, or she would have had to stay out there scratching until my morning toilette was complete.
There's nothing like the girl of your dreams falling into your arms after a time apart. Followed by the two of you falling back in bed for another hour to sleep a bit in each other's arms.
There are priorities, after all.
Well, got Internet access with Telus. 100 hours for free, then an hourly charge after that. Yuck. Well, hopefully, the upgrade will be soon.
Still to do:
- Get new computer
- Forward mail
Why not go try the forums out?
Update your bookmarks! By the end of the week, this site will be permanently at whatisaw.wiredweirdness.com.
Mom Rating: 4.5 out of 5. Mom claims she doesn't get all mushy, but she's lying.
Buffy Note: I was worried that we won't have Internet access in time to watch Buffy, but this week is the season opener repeat. Good, 'cause Lisa hasn't seen the one with Dracula yet.
Talk
about TV and stuff.
So
how'd the move go?
Take me home, big fella
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