Only I'm not sick. My car is. It's in the shop now getting all better. In the meantime I'm thinking of all this stuff I can do... Like go lay out by the pool, wait can't do that. I need to be ready to get picked up and head to work at any time. They might call at any moment. And I can't go anywhere.
So I'm contenting myself with cleaning the house. It did need it. So in that sense it's good.
I have realized that with time I am feeling better about the boy thing. He called to just give me his new cell number. I think my mind was over-reacting and blowing things out of proportion. Time is definitely what I needed. I need more. But I don't feel so panicked. Que juego de amor.
Siento que tal vez puedo estar feliz un poco con este. Pero al mismo vez no voy a pensar en nada asi. Somos amigos y voy a pensar en el asi. Si algo desarrolla, entonces que bueno!
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