This morning was a/an _____________.
Will decided to stay in bed. Lu asked where he was, I told him, “Ssh, do not wake the princess”.
I smiled and rolled my eyes.
Later, he got up and fell asleep on the sofa.
I quickly walked up the stairs so I could try to catch an hour of sleep (I had a major anxiety attack yesterday – I feel like a wet rag today). He came up a few minutes later, weepy and mumbling something about a dream with him being Draco Malfoy in a boy band that murders people (?). He asked to be held, I did so (even though I was slightly annoyed – I had just fallen asleep). Then he got up, closed the door just loud enough for it to be deliberate, but not quite a door slam… he took his phone so I expected he was not coming back for a while. I attemptedto sleep to no avail. He came back, I gave up and got in the shower. He huffed and puffed when I got dressed… I cannot stand this passive-aggressive nonsense.
Needless to say, I put my boots on and walked right the fuck out the door. There are things to do today and I know if I wait for him, it will be like every other day… nothing (or very little) will get done.
Bah. What the fuck.