I survived the week...

By some miracle I have managed to survive the week. I spoke with him almost evey night on the phone, and we have plans to go to an arcade/pizza place for my oldest son's birthday tomorrow. I'm also planning on going over to his place to clean his couches for him since his kitty was naughty and peed on one of them. It's one small way I can help him get his house ready to recieve his son at Christmas. It's time he starts getting it ready to be a home, not just a bachelor pad. I look forward to the sweat work, something I can do that is productive. Something to keep me focused. Something I can do with him. If anyone asks, I can say I have picked up a cleaning job on the side. I even told him he could hire me to clean for him, that it would legit help me out. So I have that to look forward to today. My oldest son is at a friend's house, my youngest is perfectly content to spend the day in his underwear playing Minecraft. I have nothing else to do so I guess I better go shower and be off. I get to see his handsome face today :)