Archive for ‘late night thoughts’

August 13, 2011

notes from the bathroom floor

I’m lying in my bathroom floor right now sort of thankful for this new “spa rug” that Henry brought home. It is cushy enough under your feet, but excellent for keeping bellies off hard tile floors. “Why the bathroom?” you may ask. You’re right…I could just as easily go down to the kitchen, pour myself a glass of wine, and think through my fingers until my heart is content. Somehow I feel guilty when I don’t go to sleep when he does. Right now, he probably thinks I just got up to go pee, and fell back to sleep before having a chance to realize it was a very long pee.

Henry is bound to be used to me getting up and down so many times in a night anyway…what is it with women’s bladders?

Well that’s not where I was going with this. I actually don’t have anywhere to go with this. It has just been a rough day for Henry emotionally and tomorrow will be worse. It is the anniversary of the death of his closest, life-long friend. I worry that I’m not as good at being supportive as I should be – I mean, I am blogging in the bathroom floor at 10:30 on a Friday night instead of curling up next to him. Who goes to sleep at 10:30 on a Friday night? Someone very emotionally drained.

I’ll need more wine for that.

Both of my cats are on to me now and doing that thing that cats do. You know, trying to rip down the door until I open it, then staring at me waiting for the red carpet to roll out. As soon as I give up and close the door, the game is on again.

I think I’ll go down for a snack. Tomorrow, we’ll go on a road trip.

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