two days off during the week: thursday and sunday.
chris and i's only mutual day off: thursday.
so the eve prior to today was spent dining on sushi, drinking wine, and watching pootie tang ("sa da tay!") and when we have our day off, we usually spend it exploring some new rando floridian town, but alas, awakened with my stupid girl thing and it feels like a bomb is exploding in my lower belly region. and it always falls on the full moon. it'd be funny to make a stupid transformation comedy about that lady time of the month falling on the full moon, would have to consider something humorous to 'turn into' - obviously having something to do with that bitchy quality everyone seems to tack onto us during our times. ANYWAYS. did wake up happy though, maverick sleeps at the end of my side of the bed, just to see him and chris all snug as a bug asleep ... i'm thankful to have a mostly calm, functionable home environment. doesn't mean i'm also super excited for vacation, which is a mere 42 days away!
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