It’s a colon!

Today has been long. And mostly crappy. Which is why Jake gave me my title tonight, although he said that in response to my description of "long, hard, and full of crap".

I woke up, wide awake, in that stupidly not-tired way at 7am. Actually I think it was a bit earlier than that, I heard Jake’s keys jingle as he picked them up to put in his pocket and from then on I was alert. Which is annoying, as I went to bed an hour later than normal, so I missed out on 3 hours sleep. No wonder I’ve had a headache bordering for most of the day.

So I settle down at the computer to do my morning puter thing. And I see a spider crawling up the wall. Which normally I would get up and kill (they are allowed to stay in the corners of the room, up high, but down where I can reach them and usually they are dead) but lately I’ve been being nice and letting them live. And so what happens? While I’m reading faves and such, the spider walks onto the ceiling, right above my head, and drops. So all of a sudden there is this dangly spider RIGHTINMYFACE. And in all my frantic scrambling to get away, I didn’t knock him off his web-line. I did knock the entire desk though, silly thing being on wheels. So once I gathered myself enough, I grabbed the spider in tissues and then went squish with a book. Yet he got away. And it took me about 2 minutes to find him again, which felt like 50. And he got away… again. And I have not seen a spider since. Which is kinda worrying, is revenge being planned?

Then there was the lovely relaxing awesome time of Jake being home on his break. I just curled up on the couch after a bowl of warm cereal and tried to snooze under many blankets. It was comfy, but no snooze.

Once he went back to work, I started trying to gather stuff for my green card stuff. Faves know how that went. After writing that entry, I felt a lot calmer. Notes helped too, because you are all awesome. Every note helped. If I could, I would print out this entire diary to prove that I love my Jake. I am hoping that the awesome letters I have gotten from Barb, Russ, Matt and Lisa will help. I wrote one too, I’m gonna get Jake to write one (mine is kinda lame but I’ll post it later anyway)… I printed out 3 pages of photos of fun, including one with Jake having a frame screwed to his skull (which I’m not sure if I ever uploaded). It’s not all fun, you know. I found our joint tax return (yay for scanning things before mailing them!) and I am hoping this is enough. Oh, and I’m also expecting another letter from the awesome Salem. So I’m just gonna hope it is all good.

Once all that was done, hours had passed and Jake was home. We went for a quick walk to the post office, and it wasn’t bitingly cold outside so we went for a longer walk. Me still wearing the top half of my pyjama outfit.

This evening, I prepped my little fish-baby so he could travel. Lisa came, we worked out what we need her to do while we are away in terms of bills, and then she left with my little fishle. Who I miss a lot. I really don’t like saying goodbye to pets. I hope I get to say hello to him again in 6 weeks. You never know with fish.

Oh, and I found out that Michelle (Lisa’s best friend) is going away for a few days for Thanksgiving and she was going to get us to catsit! But of course, we won’t be here till Sunday. So hopefully she goes away again once we come back 🙂 The good thing is, where we are going, there will be a cat for more than 4 days.

I really hope tomorrow sucks less. I almost made a quadruple batch of cookies today. I wanted to make more cookies, but I can only buy butter in packs of 4 sticks, which would mean 4 batches of cookies. Glad I didn’t though, man that would’ve made me fat fast.

The really good thing about today, Jake smelled really good, and his hugs were extra squishy. All day I have been having trouble leaving him in one room while I go do something else. Right now he is sleeping in the bedroom, which is where I should be. And where I am going, right now. I need me some bedtime huggles.