Camping....kinda

SO here I am on my makeshift bed in the family room. I'm so fucking tired that I can't sleep.
I am. I am worn out but have been running so hard on adrenalin that I need to come down before I can sleep.

I wish Delores was here. I think she would get a kick out of this. I found the foam mattress pad that was on the queen bed I used to sleep on in the spare room. For some reason it, didn't make one of the trips to the new place. So I have it on the floor, covered with the blue blanket that she used to dissolve her smell into. It would smell sooooo good and give me good dreams. It was a mixture of her shampoo and lotion (and I think soap, she tried to pinpoint it one day, but we never could figure it out)

I think she would have fun, laying here on the floor on this pad, in the giant family room with the stone fireplace. It's pretty much my last night here.

She and I have been together in many houses. Her parents house, HER house, my dad's house, my first "non-parental" house, and this one...mine.

She's seen the apartment briefly while under renovation....I hope we get to make some memories there. Real ones. Not like the quick kiss we snuck in the apartment, but the ones that I need to try to pack and take with me from here. And some new, better ones