The aftermath of hurricane Amor

When I got home last night the bedroom was tidy. The bathroom was clean and neat. There was order in my world. This morning I come in the bathroom and the shower curtain is left open. There is a huge battery to some drill charging on my bathroom counter. The drill is perched on my dresser. The towels are all askew. The drawer to the bedside table is hanging open. And someone must have melted because all that's left is a puddle of clothes! This is a word picture of how my life has been since I met Hurricane Amor!

Absence Does Make the Heart Grow Fonder

I got home last night from a 4 day trip to the Valley. I came in the quiet house and unpacked, sorted laundry for tomorrow and took a shower. I had just settled into bed with a book, determined to stay awake until atleast 9, when my door burst open and Amor was yelling at the top of his lungs! "what the heck's going on in here? Is that you? I can't believe that. Let me rub my eyes and check again". I laughed and told him he was crazy. He kissed me and left again. Half an hour later he was back and I won't tell you what happened but I think he missed me a lot! I will have to try this again soon.

So close, but you shoot yourself in the foot!

Amor brings home a sweet hand made valentine last night. Impressed and touched by the effort a happy little glow infuses. I gave him a card. We had a nice peaceful evening. This morning the little glow is keeping me warm as I go off to work. I call him to announce the $100 savings I just got us in our cable/Internet bill. He tells because it's more than what his friend pays...and the little glow is snuffed out. Stamped into oblivion by the heartless jack ass!