This idea of housewifery (this is a word) is steadily growing on me. if demetrios and i could live comfortably not worrying about bills i would easily and quickly become a housewife. but in the meantime i'll be a fulltime CNA and a part time house wife, i hope some day those roles are reversed and i can keep house while honey is bring home the theoretical bacon.

last night i was so excited to sleep in my own bed, even if it was alone, my own bed none-the-less. despite my excited and readiness to lay in my bed i slept til 5 am on the incredibly uncorfotable futon, then shimmied into bed awaiting my daily goodmorning text from my love who's 1,362 miles away. upon awaking at around 930 i recieved another text from him saying i probably hate him! ha! how could i hate him. i love love love love love him till the stinkin' cows come home.