...for Master to get home. He's been gone since early Tuesday morning, which seems like an eternity. I get to talk to him a few times a day, for a few minutes, but since mostly he's working or sleeping, not much more than that.
I should probably pick up the kitchen a little bit- it is pretty much a disaster from cooking dinner and with boots and shoes all over the place. I did the vacuuming and sweeping and cleaned the bathroom earlier. Yesterday I cleaned Master's bathroom thoroughly.
Tomorrow is my therapist appointment, and I talked to Master last night about what I was going to say right at first. He even had me write it down in case I get tongue tied. I can just give the person the note. I really am the worst at this talking to strangers about personal stuff. Too bad I can't just have them read my blog. I feel more like I'm going to be on trial than I'm going to have them help me. Argh. I worry about stuff too much.
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