Which honestly more often than not I suppose lately. It’s annoying and he doesn’t even rub it in. He just looks at me with those gorgeous blue eyes and I cow my head like a small child.
My plan is to not smoke any weed this weekend and just concentrate on hanging out with hubby. I forgot just how much I enjoy being with him till the month without the weed.
The depression is coming back again, It’s right there I can almost touch it if I reached out I’m afraid if would be even more tangible.