bethb's Diaryland Diary

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the simple pleasures of a night to myself

I am being watched by two cats. One sandy one inky.
I should have named him 'squid'.
I can't tell if the downstairs is preparing for an evening out or an evening of people in the basement. I'm hoping it's the former as there was music until midnight last night which is a little aggrivating when wakey wakey time is 6. Although it was TM so it's more mellow than most.
I hear keys chiming. Short bursts of water being drawn. More keys and some pacing. Sadie is scratching her face. Full on water running. Did he just say 'let's go'? Definite jingles of keys, doors opening and shutting.
Oh please let me have a night to myself. that is all i really want.
I never realized how much i value being alone until i lived with another couple.
sneakers squeak towards the door, a slam and the complaining creak of the screen door.
YES!

6:18 p.m. - 2009-02-25

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