It's morning again. DAMN! And I can't even get excited about it being Friday.

Another night of no sleep. I really suck at sleeping without K around to snuggle with. Does that make me a wuss? If so, I gladly accept the title. When I'm laying in bed alone I have plent of time to think about why it's so hard to sleep without her. Motivation. I mean, really, what's the motivation to go to bed alone? With her here I can snuggle against her, smell her, feel her skin under my hand, feel the slight electric charge wherever our skin touches. *sigh* Without, just cold cotton sheets. Thank goodness she's home tonight.

Other things are I was a total internet slug the last few nights, so tonight I have a list of domestic things to do before K gets home. No no, the house isn't that bad. I just want to kill some things off (vaccuum, laundry, bathrooms ) so we have the whole weekend to ourselves for...play. So, that means I'll put on some music really loud (I'll take the poor birds upstairs so they can have some relative peace), mix some rum and coke (Meyers rum rocks my world!) and start a cleaning frenzy. Oh, btw, I get in a strange cleaning mood when I get sauced on Meyers.

And that's it. Since I have wimped out and will not be going to the NCSG party this weekend, I'm not sure what we'll do. There's a party we've been invited to that should be fun, but not sure we'll want to go. We'll see.

Oh, go give Mle some birthday love!

Have a great weekend. Much love, happiness, and spooky fun to you all!