But Then You Smile.

he’s sleeping next to me, curled up and adorable. i’m restless and i don’t want to wake him up before his alarm goes off. i know he needs his sleep, i’m just impatient. i hate his new schedule.

i swear it snowed last night. i went outside this morning a little after 7 a.m. to have a cigarette and the few people who were awake and running about were scraping frost off the windshields and hoods of their cars. it’s that time of year again, i suppose. i’ve just been sheltered from it for three years. i don’t remember iowa being this cold in the first week of november.

mom wants to fly me home for christmas, but i’m not sure how we’re going to make that happen, since the weather gets so bad and i need two of my four days off from work for pure travel time. she’s thinking about coming here for my birthday, which 1. she’s grumpy about since she’ll need to literally go out and buy winter clothes since she has absolutely nothing warm enough to wear and 2. is perfect, since alex and i want to tell her in person that we’re getting married.