A most curious and delightful thing happened last night. I was rinsing off after my workout and D informed me that he and EBD were going to run errands. DS was already off with his girlfriend and so I was immediately struck: I would be alone!
Exhilarated, I quickly dried off, let my hair down, put on dark eye shadow, got into my baggy sheep pajamas — the pieces of which finally caught up with each other in the laundry — poured a glass of cheap red wine, lit a scented candle, wasn’t light enough so I turned on the little lamp by my bed, read a chapter of the tawdry romance I’ve been slogging through (research, of course) and enjoyed an entire hour of solitude.
Ah, and the sun came out this morning.
At Least They're Committed 
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