Jayson is traveling for work and will be gone for 10 days. He gets home finally on Wednesday and I’m really looking forward to it. I’m counting the hours. I don’t mind a little time to myself (not that I really am by myself with three kids), but after about a day of it, I really miss him.
I had mentioned to Megan that Jayson was going away and she said she’d come out and keep me company. I had mixed feelings about this because I didn’t really need or want company, but I miss Megan and was happy to have her visit. She showed up the day Jayson left.
She can be so awkward to have around. She lives such a crazy carefree lifestyle. But at the same time, she’s super smart, very organized, and a gifted planner. If I need help with something I know she’d drop everything to help me and do all things in her power to make it happen. I have a hard time reconciling the fact that she drives me insane but at the same time loves me and would do anything for me.
Rachel, on the other hand, gets along with me very well and we have a lot more in common, but she wouldn’t really ever go too far out of her way for me.
On Megan’s first night here, I told her I didn’t have a guest room or anything but she could either sleep on the couch or in bed with me. So she strips naked and starts to crawl into my bed. I told her I wasn’t really comfortable with her being naked, and it turned into a negotiation about what I was OK with her wearing. We finally settled on panties and a tank top, at a minimum. I wear pajamas to bed.
She has slept with me every night she’s been here, and is sometimes cuddly to the point of weirdness.
Last night she went out. She didn’t really mention where she was going, just that she was going to go explore the nightlife a bit. I live in Oxnard, there’s a bit going on here, but I don’t get out to see it much. I didn’t really have any suggestions for her.
She called me at about 11:00. I was in bed watching Netflix. I’m paraphrasing from memory, of course, but this is how I remember the conversation.
Megan “If I bring a guy home, is there some place I can be with him?”
Me “Be with him? Like have sex?”
Megan “Yeah, could we use your bed?”
Me “You want me to give you my bed so you can have sex with some guy you just met? Come on, don’t be stupid.”
Megan “Could we fuck on the couch?”
Me “No, what if the kids wake up? You can’t do that! Just come home.”
Megan “But he really wants me. I want him.”
Me “Find somewhere else then. I don’t know what to tell you. Don’t bring some guy here.”
There was a long weird silence.
Megan “Do you have any weed? I want to get high.”
Me “No, sorry.”
Megan “But it’s legal here now.”
Me “I know. But that doesn’t mean I have any.”
Megan “If I bring some home will you give me shit for smoking it?”
Me: “long sigh I don’t know, just smoke it outside. Actually I don’t think it’s legal to smoke it outside. Whatever. I don’t care.”
Another weird silence.
Me “Meg? Are you still there?”
It sounds like she’s crying now.
Megan “I’m really fucked up.”
Me: “Like, drunk?”
Megan “I took some pills too.”
Me: “Great.”
Megan “Will you come pick me up?”
Me “I don’t want to say no, but I can’t just leave three sleeping kids. Can you get an Uber?”
Megan “I guess so. I’m sorry.”
More crying.
Me “Just come home. I’ll wait up for you.”
Megan “Why? Why? Why? Why?”
Me “Why what?”
Megan “Why do I keep fucking up?”
More crying.
Me “Just come home. Please.”
She was home less than 15 minutes later. Which seemed shockingly fast.
She seemed like her normal sober fine happy self. I asked her if everything was OK and she said she just wanted to go to sleep. She got naked and crawled into bed. I was too tired to argue about it. After a few minutes of us both laying there, I felt awkward that I was in bed with my naked sister, and I went and slept on the couch.
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