Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

As good as I could have hoped for (I guess)

In my errand running I did after work yesterday, I got my hair trimmed. The girl who had been doing it for a while now was there, so I guess it was good timing.

She told me that it's Valentine's Day, and if boyfriend doesn't call, dump his ass. I said "Valentine's Day is a day created to guilt men into doing things they should be doing anyway. I understand that he's busy at his job, and if things come up and he can't contact me, I'll let him make it up to me later."

But he did call me last night. And he sounded soooo tired, that I was happy that he made the effort to call. He said he was going to have to go to bed in a couple hours, but he wanted to say "Happy Valentine's Day."

I told him that I appreciated the call, when his call waiting kicked in. It was the HI office. So he had to take that call.

Then about fifteen minutes later, he sent an email. I answered back, and didn't hear anything back. After an hour, I figured the poor baby just fell asleep on the couch or something.

This morning's check of email confirmed it - he did send me something back an hour after I went to bed. A long cat nap, and he was sorry.

I just wish there was something I could do to make his free time easier (like have a dinner ready). But the job will hopefully be over in three weeks.

He did say that he wants to make up for the crappy Valentine's Day. I said that he had to do what he had to do for work, but if he still wants to make it up to me, I guess I'll let him.

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