Originally Posted by
Cuckoo 
Gabe. I know all about the creeping around stuff. Trying to guage by every little look or word how disgusting you are. Kidding yourself that it cant have been that bad blah blah blah but it most usually is.
I had a friend that I havent seen for mang years over last night as I had the house to myself. I planned to be the perfect hostess, chatting and sipping on cold white wine. Reality........I drank over a bottle before
Hey Cuckoo. Yeah...the fantasy of sophistication!! I've fallen for that thousands of times. I can't even remember going to bed. My husband hates when he comes home and I'm passed out, all the lights are on and the TV's on. He was speaking to me this morning so that's something. I hate myself when I'm like this but I'm forcing myself to do some self-care.