So of course because I didnt have school today (only on Tues & Thur) and was allowed to sleep in, I couldn't sleep at all. I know most people can relate to this; you want to sleep when you need to get up but you cant sleep when you're alloted the time. Grr.
This morning when my girlfriend texted me her usual "howd you sleep" text message while at work, I quickly and somewhat resentfully responded with a blunt and direct "bad." I know it wasn't her fault that I didn't sleep well AT ALL last night and that I annoyingly got up at 9am this morning, but I would like to blame her for at least a little part of it. For anyone who knows me even a little bit, they know that I sleep with 1 electric blanket and probably around 3-7 regular blankets on me every night; on top of the sweatshirt and sweat pants I'm already wearing to bed. Last night however, the lovely and decadent wifey decided to persuade and guilt trip me into sleeping topless, reassuring me that she'll hold me and keep my warm all night..no sweat shirt, no shirt, no bra. Result? I woke up sick all over again. Or so it seemed. I almost literally froze my nipples off. In the morning when she got up, she did her daily ritual of turning on the heat for herself, because the princess can't be cold during the 10 whole minutes she spends in the room getting ready, and then turning off the heat before leaving. Did I kiss her goodbye this morning? Well, yes, yes I did, but I didn't want to!
Anyways, I get up, still fully tired from the entire week I haven't slept, silently and in some cases vocally cussing out my girlfriend to Joey, the also not-so-innocent kitten bystander; but in full determination to study my ass off today. And let me tell you, study my ass off I did. Now, true, I didn't cover every subject I should have, but I can honestly say with a clear conscience I did as much as I physically and mentally could for the day, stopping only for the essential, bathroom, food, water & chocolate breaks.
Finally after what seemed to be an entire lifetime of reading about ethics in business, my girlfriend announced that dinner was ready..and when I say announced, I mean she handed me a bowl with the word "here" pointedly attached to it. I take a bite and my phone vibrates. What the hell. Who the hell. One of my best friends is in dire need of a ride to school for reasons that could make up an entire Lifetime Movie. I tried to ignore it, I tried putting my phone to the side, but I couldn't. Stupid thing kept vibrating. I was tired, the food was good, and I was facing a best friend dilemma. After her desperate attempt of using every single frowning face a cell phone key pad can produce, I gave in, half heartedly. Knowing however, that I was doing the right thing, and that she would be there for me if the "car was in the other driveway" so-to-speak. So I went, unhappily, picked her up, took her to her school, which was maybe 15 minutes away from my home, and on the way back, got lost. Fifteen minutes, the G-d forsaken thing was 15 minutes away from my home and I got about 30-40 minutes lost on my way back.
Good news is, as I was sobbing to my mom on the phone about my whereabouts, trying to avoid calling my girlfriend and getting a frustrated sigh", she decided to buy me a GPS. Ohh mother, I couldn't think of a more perfect gift to go along with my ring from Jared. My birthday and day was then complete. I still did proceed to call my girlfriend in hopes of maybe some nurturing words, as she very well did give me, and shortly thereafter arrived home where my perfect parking spot was taken. Uhhhg.
Well I walked into the apartment, only satisfied by the fact that I got home and still had another hour to spend with the one I love, she proceeded to tell me she was going to bed. Wonderful.
Its ok though, I used my power of persuation and supple lips to convince her to at least stay on the couch for a while longer. :)
So now my princess is passed out into a wonderful sleep, which I can only hope to experience again someday.
99problems,
most of them all in one day
tonight I shall sleep,
talk to you tomorow..
itsmilana
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