vegas bound, me time

ch and rb booked their trip to vegas.

i'm not going.

i'm ok with that.  really.

i was quite surprised that ch actually went through with it, considering he's on his "i'm-not-going-if-you're-not-coming" phase lately.  i think that rb drove down to the shop and basically put a gun to ch's head and they booked it together.  rb has been chomping at the bit to go.  i'm sure they will have fun, but i'm immensely glad that i'm not #3 in the merry threesome.

i dont do threes even tho it seems it's been yammed down my throat since i've met ch and the sil.  always a tripod.

annoying.

anyway, the boys are going on sunday and return thursday.  altho my schedule wont alter and nothing will really be different, it will be AWESOME to have the house to myself to do whatever i want when i want.  i'm sure i will receive the occasional drunk text but that's minor.  the house will be quiet, i can talk to myself openly (because, yes, i do that when i'm alone and have great conversations...better than talking to some of the god damned monologgers in my life), and it's nice to be able to keep the house clean on my terms.

i'm looking forward to my ME time.