A Thousand Miles From The Place I Was Born

CCB is in my house.  Like actually for real inside the building in which I live.  He is sleeping in my bed, showering in my shower, rummaging in my refrigerator for something to eat.  Sounds tantalizing, doesn’t it?  Except that while CCB is doing all those things in my house (and looking really hot while doing it, I might add), I am unfortunately NOT in my house.  I am at work.

That’s right.  He is there, I am here.  Really, can we not figure this shit out by now? 

I tried to get the day off work, but alas, I could not.  Turns out I was the only Charge Nurse who was scheduled today.  I would like to blame the stupid person who made the schedule, but I can’t.  Because that person is also me. 

In my defense, this trip was planned rather at the last minute, and the schedule was already done.  I tried to see if someone would trade with me, but they all laughed at me.  “You want me to work on a Saturday?  For YOU?”  Not to mention that it is Conference Saturday, so all the good Mormon Charge Nurses were otherwise engaged in holy matters.

So while I am here working hard (well not really, because I obviously have time to post to my blog while I am at “work”) CCB is in my house probably eating my 100-calorie Kudos bars and clearing out my TiVo.  Hopefully he remembered to feed the dogs.  And also to go to the liquor store so we can make it through the rest of the weekend.

I have 4 1/2 hours until my relief shows up, and then I’ve got the train ride home.  Unless someone magically arrives to transport me to my abode (hint, hint, CCB!!!).  So probably something like 6 hours until I’m home.  CCB says he will have dinner waiting for me.  Apparently, he’s auditioning for the role of Supportive Husband.

And for the next three days, I will do nothing but cram in as much Together-Time as possible since CCB leaves for the Great White North on Wednesday.  So no offense, Internet, but since you don’t cook or satisfy any of my other physical needs, I’m going to be dumping you for a couple of days and focus entirely on  CCB.

He’s a better kisser anyways.  Sorry.