Saturday, March 8, 2014

She has been pretty down for the last - week anyway.
But this morning she hit me with a bomb: We need to talk.
About what? Us.
I don't even know.  First thing Saturday morning, 7 am, sorry, I can't do that that early.  Gotta wake up.  If she's got some kind of bad news for me definitely not a good time.
Who knows.
I won't sit here and dwell on the what if's,  I will call her later and find out what's going on.

No great plans this weekend, just need to get some projects done that I have been putting off for quite a while.  Stuff I have to get done in order to move - if that's even going to happen now.   I dunno.  Situation up in the air as far as I'm concerned.

Well whatever, bad time to start trying to write an entry, I think I'll try again later after I talk to her.

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