*looks at watch*

[kyburg]

Hungry, and dinner is game hens roasting happily away in the oven, stuffed to the gills with cornbready goodness. I have a few moments.

Something I got the psychic bitch-slap with today - I really don't handle people dropping dead at my feet well anymore. Well, not dead. But looking dead, oh yeah. I used to take all that in stride and just reach for the phone and the crash box.

Talked to Mom today (she of the mind that Jim's migraines really need more aggressive workup - me standing firm that they have a very well-defined origin rooted in the genetic pool and they're being managed very well with conservative treatment, yessir) and related how damn easy it was to knock Jim into faint - and she said "keep some smelling salts on hand."

Oh yeah. Soon as I can find some. That was scary. Let me repeat that.

I was still shaking at lunch time today. *slaps self* Oh, come on -

Oh, hells.

There are days when it doesn't work very well to be as focused as I am, when it comes to my One. And I thank the powers that be often for not sending me both Cliff and Jim at the same time.

Trying to figure out how I love(d) them both - as much but differently, for different reasons - sometimes bends my brain backwards.

Having them both in the same place at the same time? The intensity would break me in half. There just isn't room for another person - how other people can do it, I'll be honest now. I haven't a clue how you don't go stark raving nuts. At all.

And it was just a bunch of cat scratches - but he really oooches today. And I got angrier at the cat than he did. One of them came into the bathroom limping last night and I had to stop fixing him and check the cat! Did I do it? Of course - if was that, or he was going to. Bleeding from half a dozen places, yeah.

*rolls eyes* Cat's fine. Cat's oblivious at this point that anything happened at all. If I go out there, I'm sure one is curled up on his lap right now.

I just wasn't completely right until he got home this afternoon. Can't help it.

And as soon as dinner's finished, I'm going to curl up with him and turn into a little blonde puddle, even if it's only watching him kick heartless ass. I missed him a lot today.

I am such a lucky bitch.

Comments

[caitlin.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

I'm not even entirely certain what happened to him...

C.

[elbales]

*hugs*

[musicalchaos.livejournal.com]

I don't know quite why... And I am very sorry about Jim getting scratched up... but it still warms my heart to hear how much you love him. I honestly don't know how people manage to love more than one person either... though admittedly my biology wants to say I know how. *laughs* What I get even less is those who say they love someone so much, that they're the one, and then turn around and cheat on them, while saying all the while how miserable it makes them, but it's too good to give up. Sorry, now I'm just venting about something I ran across in another community... Bah... greedy people. I wish I just had one person to love. *grumble* Oh well, here's hoping you don't get anymore scares like that, and have plenty of good rest tonight.