Yesterday

Dr. A was right on. I think he is a psychic. He said if I told Mustache man how I felt about being rushed with things, that "HE" if he had any self respect would get the hint and move on. He called me and took twenty minutes to tell me why he wasn't ready for a relationship yesterday. I was so relieved. Freedom Reigns.
He said origially he was pissed at me for telling him that I thought he was trying to rush into things. Which goes to show that my warning bells were right. I Thought he pretended to be far nicer then he really is. Anyone who can say, 'My wife died two months ago, but I am not really grieving." creeps me the hell out.

Aim High... what's the worst that can happen?

Ramble On!

An exhausting day yesterday but surprisingly rewarding. Quinn by the end of the day was minding what I said,and the baby was turning wild.
When I laid the baby down for a nap after breakfast and kissed him on the forehead he said, "GankGoo" his version of "thank you" it was so adorable.
Scott offered to come over and watch a movie with me last night. Nice offer, but I knew I was going to be asleep by 9:00. I watched the movie, "the ugly truth" it was better then I thought it would be, and I was in bed and asleep by 9:00.
Sadly I like being on the couch watching a movie in my Jammie's... alone.
I do not know when this happened, probably somewhere between hysterectomy and Andy leaving for the last time. Andy was never really here for the most part. I got used to being on my own without any input. AND I like it.
I will tell R that when I get my tax return he will be the first person that I pay back. He paid my rent, and I thought he and I were going to be a couple, but initially the attraction started then faded and is no longer there. I tried, but you cannot make your heart go where it will not go, and you cannot force 'Like'. I never could and I am far worse then when I was young.
I expect a baby or little boy to pop out of my room any minute. Chelsie brings them over at five thirty AM. we lay them in my bed. I hope they sleep till nine, but they rarely do. The later Quinn sleeps the better day he has because he simply will not nap here.
The baby will nap, but only after I put him back to bed fifteen times. My right shoulder is very sore from all the lifting yesterday, but it cannot be helped. Quinn will not eat, I fix him whatever he will eat, because he is thin and had a bad start on nutrition with his lazy father not feeding him properly.The baby Bryce will eat anything that doesn't walk away, and with gusto and enthusiasm.
I hear murmuring coming down the hall, looks like the baby is up!