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  • Tuesday, February 20, 2007
    separation anxiety
    I woke up later than usual today, because I had to stop at a state agency on the way into work to pick up a file to copy. They don't open until 9, and are right near a major T stop. I slept until almost 7:30, instead of 6:15. It was nice.

    I was sad, however, to wake up to a voice mail message from J. Beloved and I turned off the ringer on the phone while we watched the Departed, because it rang a few times in the first 5 minutes -- my parents and a telemarketer. I had already called the ex to check on the girls, so there was no reason to leave the phone on. (Also, my cell phone was on, if the girls really needed me.) But yet, when I woke up, there was a voice mail. She had called at 11 p.m. with a sad sort of broken voice saying, "we got here safe. i miss you. i love you. [long pause] goodnight."

    So even though I woke up feeling much better about the girls having some time with their dad, I was again feeling crappy within 30 minutes.

    Update: The ex responded to my e-mail saying that really, J. was fine. They had finished watching a movie at 11 p.m., and she remembered that they didn't call me when they got in, and she wasn't really upset - just tired. Hopefully that is true - and I can finally start enjoying my break and my time with Beloved wherein we can have sex with our bedroom door open.

    he he he.
    posted by Zuska @ 10:11 AM  
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