Today was a 6.5.
23 days no booze.
I caved and texted the Bulldog, telling him that I missed him.
He texted back exactly NINE hours and 45 minutes later. He didn’t say he missed me back, so Is it weird that I felt relief that he wrote back?
Still, I know that we will never go back to whatever it was we didn’t even really have. It’s silly to even imagine that. This thing is impossible.
Other guys want to see me, and that’s great for the old ego, but my heart’s not really into it. I want what I want, especially when I can’t have it.
SB (Tinder date from yesterday) even sent me a text tonight giving me a pep-talk about my presentation tomorrow. Mr. Super Duper Busy remembered! I’d never get that from you-know-who.
This is dumb.
My monthly visitor showed up late this afternoon, and I think that’s maybe the reason I’ve been so unbelievably blue lately. I should know that I get that way, but I also believe that it’s true, blue blues that are going along with it.
The puppy went for her photo shoot today, but they sent her back early, so she wasn’t cast to be a star on the website after all :(
I’ve now sat here staring at the screen for about 20 minutes with nothing to say and the words are getting all humbly. edit, that’s JUMBLY, but I kinda like that typo
I’ll end it here until tomorrow…
LOVE!
GS
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