Sleeping Beauty...

Yet another night we had planned to spend together. I called my boyfriend on my way home from work with great news. I didn't have to go to work until noon tomorrow because I had to work later so that meant we could hang out tonight and I wouldn't have to worry about getting up for work and since he doesn't have a job... well I thought we could have a couple of drinks and a good time. Great plan in theory. We took the dogs for a walk when I got home. Then I did pilates and we had dinner. Then we had a couple of drinks, worked on some resumes for my boyfriend online and watched some tv... but just like in a fairytale... at midnight... my prince turned into a pumpkin and was passed out on the couch while I just kicked it. Another quality night... of semi-quality time.

Quality Time...

So it's Friday night and after a long and stressful week at work, I was really looking forward to spending some quality time with my boyfriend. First, of course, we had to go see our friend whose birthday it was. I was not in the best mood (dealing with a headache, cramps and the fact that I had not taken my medicine all day), but I sucked it up. We hung out. Me with the birthday girl and my boyfriend with her husband playing video games. Then, hours later we went home, for our quality time, right? Wrong! By this time my boyfriend is fucked up... not making sense... no fun to hang out with. And then, less than an hour after we got home... he was ready to go to bed. Great Friday night!! Really enjoyed my quality time.