Colorado Card desperation Oh no oh no. This is not good at all. I cannot find my Colorado Card to save my life. This card will get me a $29 lift ticket at Keystone tomorrow, as opposed to $57. I can't afford the $29, much less the $57. I'm supposed to leave in 45 minutes to head up to Keystone, and right now it looks like I will drive up there to spend the night with M, then I will just drive home in the morning. I remember that I put the Card somewhere so that my daughter wouldn't get it. Ha. Now I can't even get it. I've been looking for almost 3 hours, and my apartment is not big by any means. On another note, M had 100, yes 100, red roses waiting for me when we got home from Texas yesterday. He is so sweet. My apartment is redolent with the smell of roses. We stayed up really late last night talking, and it was wonderful to be with him so much. I really missed him so much when I was gone. I did get tired after awhile. I wish I would just tell him that I need to go to sleep. It's hard though, because I don't want to miss one minute with him. A walked in on us messing around this morning. She didn't seem to notice anything. We weren't having sex, but we were rubbing our bodies together, and the blanket wasn't on. We were totally nude. Hmmm, just get aroused thinking about it. I was really getting into it when she walked in, and considering how well I distract myself getting involved in thought processes instead of how I feel in my body. It helps to just look at M and be connected internally, but it is very hard for me to maintain that as dissociative as I am. So, I'm just getting into when A walks in. Ahh.. such is life. I wouldn't have moved to Nederland if I hadn't gotten pregnant, meaning I wouldn't have met M, so really I owe it to her anyway. Or I owe it to my deviant teenage sexuality which caused my pregnancy to begin with. I digress. Wish me luck with the Colorado Card. I've been looking forward to boarding all week, and I've been looking forward to spending time with M and his family. |