The boys are at work and I have the whole place to myself. Unfortunately, I will probably spend most of the day cleaning it. Good thing it’s not that big of a place.
Anyway, Johnny and I went out to dinner to a nice Italian restaurant in our neighborhood. I told him how I’ve been feeling left out since we’ve moved in together and how this isn’t really anything new in our relationship.
He countered by saying that I don’t seem to ever hang out with any of his friends. He’s right, but it still pissed me off. He said he’ll try to pay more attention to me and to include me.
I think things will be better now that I work nights. I can sleep during the day.
I’m working Wed, Thur, Fri, and Sat night this week. Which is great for the money, but not so great for a social life. I’m getting together with Zooey for lunch tomorrow.
I think today I’m just going to lay around. My feet hurt. And my forearms are killing me from carrying trays of drinks.