Today was just kind of funny. I'm slowly trying to move up my wake time each morning. I had really started slacking off and next week could be really tough if I don't ease into it. Sooo up and working by 9am, and I worked pretty hard for a change. I'm hoping tomorrow can be just as easy so I can cut out early and pack up and enjoy some down time.
About noon Clint started texting, which isn't that abnormal, until I got the text that said I miss you. Yep that one threw me for a loop. Normally I get that at about 10pm, turns out he was at the bar. He and a buddy took a road trip, and while his friend worked, he drank. It's a shame I can see right through his sentiments. As the afternoon progressed it came out why he was buttering me up. On Saturday he wants to take me to a birthday party for one of his friend's wives. Great, I'm all for this, until he said his ex and the other girl he's been sleeping with will likely be there. Ummmmm Houston we have a problem! He's promised to keep me at a healthy level of intoxication all night long and to provide me with friends to distract me. Lord knows I've got his secrets to spill, and he confessed I'm the only person who knows all of them. Well isn't that special!
This evening I got another fun text, his drinking really entertains me, he's going to try and arrange some shooting for Sunday. Most girls wouldn't find that thrilling, but me, heck yeah. I love handguns and he was going to get one today or tomorrow and his dad has 2. That's right, take me to meet your parents and let me shoot their guns! It's a shame he's not my one, we really do get along.
Now it's time to go start tearing apart my room. This time packing is a bit more intensive, I really need to impress. Plus I like to dress like a grown up every now and then. I'm very excited to bust out the big girl heels and my fancy new flats.
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