I have been so busy lately! Work, going home, working out, hanging out with friends... I barely have any time to myself. On Friday, I'm going home again and my mom and brothers and I are going to be going to Colorado for a few days for our family vacation. Well family minus my dad. But oh well.

Last night, I got to go out with Joe for the first time in months. Like, I've seen him a few times, but we haven't gone out out in literally months. He works 77+ hours every week and no one is really helping him. I feel so bad for the guy. He's so busy and tired all of the time. Doesn't help that he found out his roommate's been stealing from him, and he's moving out next month and has to find a place to live and figure out how he'll be able to afford it. He's just got a lot of shit going on.
He's taking a couple days off for vacation, although he still has to go in and work a few hours tonight. But that was why we were finally able to go out.

We went to the bar right next to his apartment like we always used to. And we actually had a real conversation. He told me about work and his roommate, and then we talked about his childhood a little bit and just whatever came up. It was wonderful. I love nights like that.
He was in an amazing mood. When we were outside, he was hugging me and holding me close. And then when we got back to his place, we were kinda holding each other in front of the building while he smoked, and then he kissed me a few times before we went in and sexy time was just great. It's the most fun we've had together in a very long time. If we were always this way, I'd be the happiest woman in the whole world.