I don't know why I can't sleep, I had a long day. Thank God for my Mom, she walked Drake to school for me this morning so I could get to my 8am class on time. Once I left school I ran some errands to kill some time before meeting my boyfriend to get in a few precious moments of time with our crazy schedules.
We both got so caught up with our day we literally only saw each other waving across the tracks to each other at the Marta (Atlanta public transit) station, headed in different directions. Don't worry, we may have been headed in different directions today but we are most certainly on track in our relationship, it's taken me a moment to adjust to his new busy schedule but I'm being a better girlfriend and am no longer allowing my past to effect my present. I think I was slightly insecure and for sure mistrusting of him before, not because of anything he did but because of the emotional trauma of my past relationships. I'm better now, I love him and he's so patient with me, neither of us are perfect but we're perfect for each other.
Once I got on the train, I don't drive, I headed over to the sports shop to replace Drake's cleats, I had the wrong size. On the way home I ran into an old friend and discussed some business concepts he was working on, he's looking for full time work until his passion shows some fruit so I referred to someone I knew was hiring. I was also glad to here he had gotten full custody of his kids, something I knew he had been working had at. Once I boarded the bus I met a young SCAD photography student and we exchanged information as I never cease networking, not even on the Marta bus. I got off the bus and picked Drake up from school, I was happy to see his teacher had returned to school after suffering a loss in her family. I walked him home, pleased with his report of the day by his teacher stating he was a stellar student. I allowed him to watch TV, something he hasn't been able to do since he was grounded for misbehaving in school last week. We both had a quick bite and I pulled together all of his soccer practice materials.
We went to assessment day for his soccer league where he performed impeccably, I of course immediately text my boyfriend, who although he's not Drake's biological father, is always proud of Drake's accomplishments. Also on the field was the joy of being one of the Senior soccer Moms. This is his third season, so I know most of the coaches and almost all of the returning parents, Moms and Dads. I introduced people around, greeted the new parents, welcomed them into the fold and enjoyed a fun, sunny, day out on the field. On the way home I chatted with the widow of my friend Ron, their daughter is playing and I'm always glad to see them smiling seeing as how Ron passed earlier this year, it's still a shock to my system to acknowledge he's gone, I'm sure I could never understand how his family feels.
Once we got home I fixed Drake's dinner plate and then helped him with his homework. I ran his bath water and watched a little of America's Got Talent while he had his tub time. Once he was out I read his bedtime story and tucked him in.
I had some homework I could be doing but I was too tired to do it. I decided to put it off till tomorrow. My phone rang, cool, it's my sweetheart. I chat with him for a while, which totally makes me happy and I hang up with a smile.
I answer a bunch of business emails and check my beloved Facebook. Now here I sit 2am, unable to fall asleep. Sleep, please, come soon.
We both got so caught up with our day we literally only saw each other waving across the tracks to each other at the Marta (Atlanta public transit) station, headed in different directions. Don't worry, we may have been headed in different directions today but we are most certainly on track in our relationship, it's taken me a moment to adjust to his new busy schedule but I'm being a better girlfriend and am no longer allowing my past to effect my present. I think I was slightly insecure and for sure mistrusting of him before, not because of anything he did but because of the emotional trauma of my past relationships. I'm better now, I love him and he's so patient with me, neither of us are perfect but we're perfect for each other.
Once I got on the train, I don't drive, I headed over to the sports shop to replace Drake's cleats, I had the wrong size. On the way home I ran into an old friend and discussed some business concepts he was working on, he's looking for full time work until his passion shows some fruit so I referred to someone I knew was hiring. I was also glad to here he had gotten full custody of his kids, something I knew he had been working had at. Once I boarded the bus I met a young SCAD photography student and we exchanged information as I never cease networking, not even on the Marta bus. I got off the bus and picked Drake up from school, I was happy to see his teacher had returned to school after suffering a loss in her family. I walked him home, pleased with his report of the day by his teacher stating he was a stellar student. I allowed him to watch TV, something he hasn't been able to do since he was grounded for misbehaving in school last week. We both had a quick bite and I pulled together all of his soccer practice materials.
We went to assessment day for his soccer league where he performed impeccably, I of course immediately text my boyfriend, who although he's not Drake's biological father, is always proud of Drake's accomplishments. Also on the field was the joy of being one of the Senior soccer Moms. This is his third season, so I know most of the coaches and almost all of the returning parents, Moms and Dads. I introduced people around, greeted the new parents, welcomed them into the fold and enjoyed a fun, sunny, day out on the field. On the way home I chatted with the widow of my friend Ron, their daughter is playing and I'm always glad to see them smiling seeing as how Ron passed earlier this year, it's still a shock to my system to acknowledge he's gone, I'm sure I could never understand how his family feels.
Once we got home I fixed Drake's dinner plate and then helped him with his homework. I ran his bath water and watched a little of America's Got Talent while he had his tub time. Once he was out I read his bedtime story and tucked him in.
I had some homework I could be doing but I was too tired to do it. I decided to put it off till tomorrow. My phone rang, cool, it's my sweetheart. I chat with him for a while, which totally makes me happy and I hang up with a smile.
I answer a bunch of business emails and check my beloved Facebook. Now here I sit 2am, unable to fall asleep. Sleep, please, come soon.
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