This is an entry…

Head hurts…Though not as much as it did yesterday, at least I don’t think it does. I opted for the removal of caffeine from my system with the upcoming not knowing the availability of the evil drug that it is. I don’t want to have to deal with headaches while I’m suppose to be off having fun, at least not anymore than I have to.

There has been a slight change in plans…
Wasil is still going to be here next Monday (at some time), but we are going to be leaving a day early. Instead of leaving Thursday we are going to be leaving Wednesday. Mum can’t take Thursday off though, so Reese is going to come and watch them Thursday.
We are going out Thursday in Grand Rapids, so I’m sure he didn’t want to have to drive from here to there before hand. & he wants to have a bit more time to visit some of the people he comes up to visit.

Sonja has a dentist appt. first thing in the morning. She gets to be medicated before hand to try and relax her so she doesn’t freak out and they can fill & pull teeth.
Harley has a dentist appt. next week, on Monday…Hopefully he’ll be calm enough not to cause trouble during it. I talked to him about it once, and it would probably be a good idea to do it again before hand. Told him that the shots are going to hurt like they did last time, but it needs to be done, and that it will be less pain in the long run, because if it doesn’t get pulled he could get another infection like the last one and it would hurt worse. I think he got it, he seemed to at the time.

The living room is almost presentable…I tried anyway…It’s not too bad. The dining room a little less so…But hey, I’m not perfect. I did vaccum the floors tho.

I’m getting nervous…I’m trying not to…But yeah, I think I’m failing. *slight laugh* 
I shouldn’t be…Should I?
I mean…We’ve been talking almost nightly for nearly six months now. On the rare occasion that we don’t talk online we send a couple texts back and forth.
It’s not like I’ve never been in the same place at the same time as him…We were in the same high school for 3 years…His sister was my best friend…I stayed the night at their house once even. I talked to him, admittedly very little…Though I suppose it is a way different context now.

Plus there is that whole not knowing thing…Not knowing what we are, how he feels…& the thought of the attempt of finding out. Unless of course I prove to be a gutless wonder and chicken out of asking/finding out…Saying what I need to say.

Ug…I can’t concentrate…My brain is going all over the place to a point of distraction…So I is going to call this an entry.