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What a day!

I hate when something that should only take a short time, suddenly blossoms into an all day affair. Ok, it was only 4 hours, but still it should have been shorter. Ah well, I guess that's the price we pay for friendship sometimes. I shouldn't complain I guess...I did get taken to the places I needed and was treated to lunch, but it wasn't the plans that I had for the day. Which mainly involved staying home, playing on the computer and hanging with my man.

Yes, this friend is a great help to me...going above and beyond really. But at the same time, she asks for help she doesn't really need. She wanted me to stay and help her put some weather stripping around her door. All I did was cut one piece and throw the trash away. She did 99.9% on her own. Idk sometimes.

She asked for my help again tomorrow, taking an air conditioner out. Which I'm more than willing to do...I just wish it could have all been done today. Sometimes I just want to stay home.

It's been long. At least I wasn't at work! I got to sleep in. Warm and cuddly. I can catnap in the mornings after I wake up, something I guess Justin's not able to do. I'm not sure if that's really a good thing to do, but it feels good at the time! lol!

Gonna keep this short as I want to go be with Justin for a while.

ttyl.

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