Last night, I tweeted that I was going to have to consider marriage. This is because, after 3 days alone with the Grays, I was certain they were plotting my death so they could sit on me forever more. I do not want Michael to ever leave me, so I feel like marriage is finally an option.

It was a looooooooooong boring weekend. Well, wait, I DID have lunch with Tim and Jeff. We went to The Cheesecake Factory (sadly, Dustin wasn’t at work) and had a very delicious meal. I also cleaned and then 3 hours later, had nothing else to do. Now, technically, I DID have some stuff to do, like work on my website, but that seemed like WAY more work than I could get involved in.

It wasn’t that long ago that I thought living alone was awesome. You can sleep in your whole bed, eat ice cream for dinner and drink until you pass out on a school night (without judgment). Somewhere along the way, I guess I decided that I actually LIKE living with Michael. Sure, he makes a mess in the sick and I hate folding his underwear, but all in all, he makes me sane. Who knew?

Time is dragging between now and May 15th. I just need a damn break. I want to hang out with Ed, laugh with Dawn, drink with Joe and snuggle my boys. Is that so much to ask? Last night I was mentally planning my wardrobe for the trip. I already told Dawn is better be fucking hot while I’m there. I need to soak up some sun. She’s responsible for this. It’s going to be a pretty jammed packed trip, but I am excited.

I really wish I had more interesting things to blog about. As my life gets more and more boring, so does the blog. Thank Gay Baby for the trip coming up, I’ll actually have something interesting to blog about.

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