Triple S had a rough night last might. I, apparently, was sleeping quite soundly as I had no idea. I felt so much relief from following through on my decision that I slept with a clear conscience.
I guess Triple S couldn't fall asleep and was afraid he would wake me (fat chance) so he left the bedroom. What did he decide was a good idea? To go look through the box that his sister made for Serenity. She said every time she takes a trip, she will put something in there for her. And she had written her a letter. So, Triple S decided he would read this letter last night. I slept through his sobbing and his cachaca drinking and his getting back into bed. Oops. I don't know what the letter says as I didn't ask him. But he has had a bad day today, too.
At least we take turns.
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There's something to that. . .
Hope today is better for him. I find, we take turns too. Rarely have we been upset at the same time.
Oh, Ya Chun. I feel terrible for triple S. Sometimes I wish the husband would show some emotion with regards to C@llum, but he hasn't for such a long time. Makes me wonder if he misses him at all...which is stupid, I know.
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