I’ve been up since 5am. I was at work from 6 to 3 then worked more at home tonight. I ran errands, did dishes, cooked dinner, did more dishes, cleaned up the kitchen and watched some ponies while eating meatloaf.

I’ve had a really productive day full of work and housework.

Why?

Probably because of the coffee I had at 9am.

Yeah, coffee lasts for about 10-12 hours in my system and keeps me awake all night if I have it after like 3pm.

I’m trying to stay awake so I can actually talk to Jace tonight. He’s at a work thing and still hasn’t left to go home. I just want to talk to him before the coffee wears off completely and I pass out in bed, or on the couch.

The last few weeks have sped by, and they’ve been the happiest I’ve had in ages. I’m happier than I thought I could ever be, really. Consistently. Every day I talk to Jace and it puts a smile on my face. Occasionally chatting with him helps me get through the day. The prospect of seeing him after work is what drives me and then actually seeing him makes my day complete. I’m ridiculously happy with him and he makes me laugh more than anyone ever. I really hope this happiness lasts… I have a really good feeling about this one though.

Fingers crossed. 🙂