Today is cold. The wind was banging the windows. The rain is tapping on the solarium. I got up at 4:30 and went downstairs. Holy mother! Our downstairs seems to have no insulation. Our upstairs has tons of insulation. I wrapped myself in Darryl's comforter and watched Becker on TV.Becker sucks.
I went back upstairs at 5:00. The bedroom had become a NASA simulation for the next manned flight to the planet Mercury. Isadora went downstairs to turn the heat off.
After a while, Darryl and I snuggled together in bed. He woke up and started asking me questions like "what do I want to be for Halloween next year?"
I want to stay home with Darryl.
I have two meetings scheduled today.
Darryl slumps his shoulders and goes downstairs.
Why did I schedule those meetings? Why did I leave my laptop at work?
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