77 Day Streak

I don’t know if he was mad at me or what yesterday but he didn’t kiss me on his way out the door. I had come downstairs and slept on the couch with Nyala. I heard him come down and take a shower and I drifted back off to sleep. Next thing I know, I hear him shutting the door behind him as he left to go to work.

And then came a message he would be home late.

And then another message that he was too tired to drive home from Dayton.

So, there it was…77 days straight, I had seen this man. From the first day I met him, until today.

He acknowledged he’d been a dick and in a bad mood and he promised he’d be better when he saw me today. So, we shall see.

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