Scott is on call this week, and because we live so far out in the country, and he needs to be close 24/7, he is staying in a hotel in Plano for the week. I spent Friday night with him, and then holed up with my laundry (gag...7 loads) and my soaps, and have caught up about a months' worth (I was like 6 or 7 weeks behind...thank God for TIVOs).
But it seems really strange to be without him right now. This time period is an anniversary of sorts...our first online conversation occurred 3/3, our first meeting was 3/5, we first slept together 3/8 (shut up, all you people who just gasped), and on his birthday, 3/17, he asked me to move in with him - although I hadn't been back to my apartment other than to change clothes since the 8th ;)
Since that time period, the only times that we've been apart was when I've gone to my daughter's in Ohio (for a maximum of 5 days) a couple of times.
So this feels really bizarre...specially since it's freaking hot in the house (84 as I write at 7:19p). I really should pack up and go to my man and his air-conditioned room at the hotel....hmmm, do I feel like driving for an hour?
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