1:49 PM: Hi baby. I’m back.
5:58 PM: Hope you had a good vacation
6:08 PM: I did.
Sends two pics of his kids on the beach.
I have had one helluva day. I worked from 9 am to 9 pm and I did not even make a dent in the things I need to accomplish. One of my best tools for getting shit done is not working and the support site does not know why. I am tired. I am overwhelmed. My best friend is finding out her bf of 3 years has been cheating left and right. My house is a wreck. And I have no time this week.
So, the guy I am “fucking” texts me after being gone for 10 days. I do not know where he was. OR WITH WHO. And he expects….what exactly?
I do not have it. The energy. The emotion. Anything. I have nothing left to give.
And I am PMSing.