Aimee's Entry - 'Tis a Miserably Rainy Day...

Yawn. Today is such a nasty day. Rain, rain, rain and more rain. Actually, this whole week has been pretty icky. Welcome to 'Hurricane Season' in Florida. It's a miserable time of year. I should head north. Anybody want some company?

Well, yesterday was a complete waste. I don't think I was conscious for more than 4 or 5 hours. I hate infusion days for that reason alone. It always feels like I've lost a whole day of my life that I'll never be able to get back. God, that sounded dismal. Sorry.

Okay, moving on... I finally bought Black Rose by Nora Roberts and I'm dying to read it because I absolutely adore her books but I can't. Not Yet. Sigh. I still have 100 pages left to read of 'The Innocent' by Harlan Coben and I'm not a book jumper so as much as it pains me to look at NR's book sitting on the end table begging to be read, I will finish HC's book first. I don't know why I can't get through this book? Harlan Coben is a fantastic author and although this book isn't one of his best, it's still a great read. I don't know what the deal is.

God, Drew was being extremely crude this morning. I woke up still fuzzy from the pre-meds they gave me yesterday and he wanted to have sex but not just any kind of sex, oh no, he wanted anal sex. Now, I have no beef with anal, I know he likes it and all that jazz but for pity's sake he could've at least let me wake up a bit before he started whispering all these crude things in my ear. It was so bloody obnoxious. Seriously. I wanted to smack him upside the head. Well, he didn't get anal or any other kind of sex for that matter. And boy, when he left for work he was a tad bit grumpy with me.

Oh and speaking of Drew reminds me... Thank you all for the lovely comments that you left about the e-mail my sister sent me. They honestly helped. I still haven't written her back but I did talk with her a bit on the phone. She still expects me to just pack up and walk away. What she suggests may be the right thing to do but I don't know? I don't care for the pressure to make a choice, ya know? I can't just walk away from a relationship that's been a part of my life for ten years. Not when I feel like there's still a chance for us to get past all the bad shit and work our way back to the good. We're actually doing better but no one really sees that I suppose. Oh well, enough about that for now.

Anyway, there's not much happening over here. The house is quiet and I'm all by my lonely. I think I'll go see if I can finish HC's dratted book so I can read NR's book cause, let me tell you, it's killing me to see it just sit there.

Catch y'all later.