Hockey was awesome! I picked H up and off we went. Our seats were great and H was in a great mood. It rubbed off on me and I perked up and had a great time, plus our team won.
I was "feeling fat" earlier that day and a little blah, but I still made the effort to put on the boots he got me for Christmas and squeezed into my skinny jeans. I was kind of self-conscious for parts of the night, but I pushed those thoughts aside as best as I could.
H had to work in the morning, so I dropped him off at his place, we kissed a few times, initiated by H, of course. Then, I came home and started my nightly rituals. My phone trilled and I got a text:
U look good in those jeans.
I could only smile and laugh. Life is so funny sometimes. I texted him back and told him the jeans were tight enough to cut off circulation. He replied:
Are u still wearing them?
Suffice it to say, he was back at my place within 15 minutes of sending that text. He asked if he could stay the night and I sent him off to work from my place this morning.
Since he's back to work, I should get a couple of days repreive before I see him again. That will give me some much-needed time to focus on myself. Whew.
Me: 33, H: 32 M: 12 years T: 13 years No kids D-Day: 7/2009 Separated: 10/12/10 Future Unknown GITS
"There's a fire starting in my heart, reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark." - Adele
