The Interim


Hey! It’s Christmas Eve.

Spent the morning driving to S.O.’s — an hour and half away. I forgot how much this drive sucked.

Naps and snuggles ensued.

S.O.’s mom found out I was staying with him. She told him to use protection if we have sex.

He’s 31 and we’ve been dating for six and a half years — she should be more worried if we weren’t having sex.

Just saying…

We braved Target for some benadryl –I’m allergic to his house and wont sleep without it.

Found a sit down resturaunt that wasn’t Waffle House or Dennys and had a good meal.

Now, it’s Deadpool and last minute Christmas wrapping.

A good day.


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