I have a habit of replaying conversations in my head, and kicking myself for saying the things I said. Why, oh why, do some of these words come out of my mouth? Or, burst forth from my fingers, in the case of online chatting.
It's one thing to blog about trading sex for housework,* it's something completely different when you say it out loud to someone you barely know. Not that I've ever done that.
I tend to prattle on about odd things when I get nervous. I'm shy, so it happens somewhat frequently. And my sense of humor? Turns out not everyone is as amused by me as I am.**
So, 26 more days until my final exam in Anatomy. MM will be coming here in 24 days to help pack up and to drive home with me. He is ready for me to be in Phoenix - like "I'll pick you up when your test is over and we'll drive through the night" ready. My only wish is that I could pack up M2 and her family and bring them along. I gotta say, for me, that's the only downside of leaving West Texas. That, and these sunsets......
*With my husband....It's a completely legitimate way to get the house cleaned. To the best of my knowledge, it won't work with Merry Maids.
**Shocked, are you?