Can’t sleep. Dislike.
I have a full day ahead of me. Bridesmaid duties. My bestie is getting married in October. Today the girls are going to brunch and then picking out dresses. I’m exhausted just thinking about it. This is not the sort of thing I’m good at.
I cried and talked it out yesterday. I’m feeling better for now. D grabbed my hand at one point and said, “So we won’t have another kid, but I promise you I’m going to give you the best life ever.” He’s a keeper. Yes, indeed.
Yesterday, we went outside into the backyard and played fetch with B. Then we went on a long walk. It felt good to be outside. The weather was lovely.
It also felt good to be out last night. We haven’t had a just us weekend in a while. I treasure these weekends. We were originally supposed to go out with friends, but the female half of the couple was hurt earlier this week when she was hit by a dude fleeing from the police in a stolen car. People are such pieces of shit. I’m so relieved she’s not seriously hurt.
I should try to get more sleep, I suppose.