Crap, it is only Thursday. Bebop came into my bed for a cuddle around 5 and I ended up oversleeping. Perhaps the half bottle of Merlot was ill-advised. BECG2 did call around 11:15 p.m. to tell me all about his bad day. Then he asked me to talk to him. I told him I had blogged about it if he wanted to read. He said he needed his sleep but to call him if I wanted to talk. Okay. So I went to sleep. Dreamt that he was cleaning his house and telling s friend that he really needed s wife because all the housework was getting old. Weird. This morning I
checked stats and he did read my blog but didn't email or comment. Nope, just clicked on the link to naked boobs for breast cancer. Men!