Break out the shovel... I'm digging myself a hole!

Ever have those moments where you KNOW that you shouldn't call someone or have someone over? But a part of you can't seem to help it? I am having that moment right now as I type this blog. I have been really very good about seeing (or not seeing) this particular someone, and then here I come along, and in one fell swoop, Im standing outside in the rain, uncovering that damn hole that I worked soo hard to fill up and cover.

What did I do you may be asking? Well, I offered to let the guy (olive branch guy) stay the night here. He keeps saying that it'll be too difficult if he stays here, and maybe he's right, but I guess I just want him here. I want him to be here as much as I don't want him to be here, does that make any sense at all?!

He hasn't said if he's staying over, just commented that he will try to stop by. It's just about 1:30 am, and he should be getting off work at any moment, so I guess that we'll just wait & see how everything (anything) pans out tonight. Sweet dreams! xoxoxo

UPDATE: after talking to him around 11 via text msg, he didn't answer any of my texts and was a no-show to my house. I guess he wasn't willing to hand me the shovel to unearth the hole quite yet, which is probably for the best, but he could at least let me know wtf is going on. oh well. goodnight (again) xoxoxo