never trust a big butt and a smile (obeetaybee) wrote,
never trust a big butt and a smile

i'm living at a pace that kills

My kids are going to my mother-in-law's for the weekend.

The ENTIRE weekend.

Whatever are we going to do with ourselves? If it was ten years ago, we'd probably be in bed all weekend humping like rabbits. But alas, we're old now. I'll count it as a win if we get to go at least once this weekend.

Tonight we have tickets to a local comedy club and we have a designated driver. Granted, the designated driver is MY DAD, but still, ability to drink a few drinks and not have to worry about work tomorrow, feeling guilty for not writing OR Alex waking me up at 7 am? BLISS.

I'm in that strange place right now between writing stories. i used to know you so well has been a part of my consciousness since last August and now that I'm done with it, I feel strangely empty or something. I don't know exactly how to explain it.

I couldn't even watch the Supernatural last night, feeling the need to savor the new episode for just a few more days before breaking down and watching the boys be boys again.

What do you do the help relieve post-story let down? Jump right into the next one or do you take a few days off to regroup?

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