A massage has been promised and I am trying to stay awake until Josh is ready. His parents are in France on some cruise, so he invited me to stay here for the week. I have keys and everything. I like that the kitchen has more counter space (I made us dinner).
Thank you for the college help. My college HAS to be in the city, THIS city. Danielle's in a special high school and she has to stay until she graduates. I am glad to know the colleges won't expect me to have tax stuff yet. Listening to everybody else it feels like I'm way behind and have missed deadlines.
I feel weird being here without Josh's parents. It feels weird to open the linen closet to look for a towel after my shower. I felt weird opening cabinets in the kitchen, like it's poking around someone else's house. A very little part of me wants to leave because I don't feel right being here. But when I woke up this morning my throat didn't hurt. And last night Josh washed all my clothes and none of them smell smokey at all.
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