Harry has to work tonight, and both Abbie and I are lonely without him. How did I ever manage so long all alone, with no Harry in my life? Already, I can't remember, nor imagine ever being without him again ( Read more... )

Can't sleep, feel too icky. Crept out of bed so as not to wake Harry. He stirred a little but then went back to sleep - though being an early riser, I won't be surprised if he wakes up soon anyway ( Read more... )

That's how I've spent the day feeling. Icksuckular ( Read more... )

I am coming down with Harry's plague. This means more time until we can consummate our relationship. Life is not fair.

So I go out in the snowrain to fetch my Jeep and bring it back from the parking garage, and stop at the store on my way back for lunch foods for Abbie's school lunches, staples we need, etc. Simple enough, yeah? Except the traffic was lousy and the store was packed and there were insane lines at the measly three checkout lines that were open, and ( Read more... )

Last night I spent maybe three hours alone in my room, stretched out on the bed staring at the ceiling and thinking long and hard about all the things I listed in my last post. I thought it through, then re-examined my feelings, my motivations, over and over again until I was absolutely, positively sure that I was ready to make the choice, and ( Read more... )

I love Harry. This is not open to question. His happiness, his welfare, are more important to me than my own. I appreciate him, I cherish him, I treasure him. So that's a given ( Read more... )

It strikes me that since I'm as good as courting the man, I might as well change his tag from "harry bloody potter", yeah ( Read more... )

Yeah, we're home. Yeah, hours and hours ahead of schedule ( Read more... )

What a day ( Read more... )