I'm so tired. I thought I'd be better today but I'm not. I just want to lie down. I'm muddling through things at work but not doing much thinking work.
Paul hasn't come home yet tonight. This has never happened before, and I don't know how to think about it. He doesn't share a lot with me, yet he does mention when he's going to see his nephew, and will come home to change for that or to meet a woman for a date. I am wondering if he may be hurt somewhere. Should I call his cell phone? That seems intrusive and it's hard to imagine that if he could answer the phone that he wouldn't be able to call someone on it. Like me, on mine, or his boss, or his sister. Maybe he's been off doing things at night often, while I was off in Palm Springs. Maybe it's a new phase for him. Odd, though.