Sixteenth night

TGIF.

When I got home today, B's mom and I sat and talked over a long lunch for nearly 2 hours.  Then I went to talk to B, but the call was dropped after 20 minutes.  I freaked out because then I didn't get any texts or responses to my texts.  I knew that there was a perfectly good reason that he didn't respond that didn't leave him in peril, but my mind still runs wild.  Finally, 5 hours later, I got a text confirming my suspicions: he had just fallen asleep in the few minute interim.

I didn't get my essays done again today, but I did get my math done.

Tomorrow B's mom leaves.  I'm a bit sad about that because it's just so nice to not come home to an empty apartment: to say "hi" to someone waiting for you to come back. She left me a wealth of wonderful food in the freezer.  I'm so grateful that she gave her time this week to help me and to be such amazing company.

And now we're left with less than 10 days now.  But it might as well be 100 for how long it still feels.