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I was awakened this morning by the phone ringing. It was my man, he is on his way home. He will be here tomorrow (Sunday) afternoon.

It was so good to hear his voice and I can't wait to see him and hold him, and smell him, and kiss him. Ok, let me clarify, the smell him part will wait til he has a shower. And the kiss will have to wait until he brushes his teeth. Oh and the holding him, not until he changes out of those dirty clothes he traveled in. Hmm, I think I may have to just meet him at the door and shake his hand and hand him a toothbrush and throw him right in the shower. After that, then I will hold him, and kiss him, and love him up.

But then again he will probably be hungry and he will be talking about food, which will make me hungry. But I have nothing at my place to eat and he has nothing at his place to eat, which means I need to go grocery shopping today. Wonder if he likes pumpkin cheesecake? After we eat then I will hold him, and kiss him, and love him up.

But then again, I worked double shifts this week and was planning on sleeping in today but he woke me up early with a phone call. Now I have to go shopping, clean his apartment, do a lot of cooking, by the time he comes home tomorrow I am going to be really, really tired.

Him coming home tomorrow just doesn't work for me. He will have to postpone it until I am well rested. I should call and tell him this. But then again...