Did I forget the other reason I was in an unpleasant mood the other day?
While my man was in Minnesota, planning to go ice-racing, his car broke. Before he even got to race (sad for him...). It's either a rod knock (very bad) or a belt tensioner (15 minute fix by his friend the dealership mechanic). More bad news? The car is in Duluth, Minnesota. We're near Detroit, Michigan. The mechanic friend is in the Upper Penninsula of Michigan. So this weekend, my man gets to go BACK to Duluth and trailer the car to the mechanic (he could fix it himself, but this guy can be made to be on the way, and has so much experience he can fix it in a fraction of the time).
I thought we'd get to spend the weekend together anyway (he owes me a night out dancing), but his dad insists on going with him. Yeah.
I'm home alone. Again.
So! I've scheduled a Sassy Party on Saturday night! :) It's adult goodies - sex toys, lotions, lingerie, etc.... As I told my man, that'll give me a reason to get out of bed on Saturday, and a reason to stay in bed on Sunday. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge ;)