Intense!

I'm having a very slow moving day today.  I looked at the clock a few minutes ago and thought, "Damn... is it really 4:00?"  I went to lunch with a girlfriend at 1:00 p.m. and got back shortly after 2:00 p.m.  I was thinking I'd get some stuff done around the house since Iz was gone.  I sat down on the bed to take off my shoes... and the next thing I know, it's 4 o'clock.

I'm exhausted!!  I'm so tired of being tired all the time.  I'm pretty relieved that my party cancelled tonight.  I wanna spend some time with my man!

My party last night ended with quite the drama.  I was in the ordering room with my hostess finalizing her order when I hear the girls out front trying to rationalize with an angry man who had just pushed in.  My hostess recognized the voice, apparently, and tried real quickly to lock the bedroom door.  She was too late.  Her boyfriend pushed open the door and starting yelling at her, cursing profusely.  Then, he turned on me.  My heart was pounding.  All I could think was "I wanna get the hell out of here! Fuck this!" I asked him calmly to give me a couple minutes to finish up then I'd pack up and be gone.  He didn't like that at all.  He got closer to me and kept up the yelling.  "Get the fuck outta my house NOW!!" He didn't stop.  I changed my plan and told him I just needed to pack up my stuff and I'd be gone.  I started packing up my bags with him breathing down my neck the entire time.  I couldn't get out of that house fast enough.

When I left, my hostess asked me to call the police for her.  I made sure she'd be ok, suggested she take the kids and leave with one of her girlfriends, then left myself.  I called the police before I was even off her street.  Poor girl!  That shit stressed the hell out of me... I can't even imagine what it does to her regularly!

It was an intense night. 

Maybe I earned my exhaustion this time.  I'm very deserving of some rest.