Sleepless

Will Adrian one day understand that our girl can be a little troll? Probably not. In his eyes, Thea can do no wrong. You would think, since he works with kids, he'd see the difference between her anxiety issues and a well-planned tantrum to get what she wants, but whatever. It's okay. I can be the disciplinarian, I guess. He'll continue to make funny faces with her and tell her to be good, and I'll make sure it happens. Like a boss. My li'l gangsta isn't the reason I lose sleep a couple days of the week, though. It's work. Wednesdays and Thursdays can blow me. On the flipside, it feels hella good to have these mundane problems. Makes me feel normal. Of course, that's until my buddy tells me I've waited long enough and it's time to turn my boyfriend into my husband. Then I start losing sleep 'cause I'm a fuckin' head case of nerves. (This is a 17k word mini sequel to Home.)