The other night, I was home with Jesse. We were supposed to have gone to NY for the weekend to deliver a motorcycle to Uncle Howie but the truck REFUSED to make the trip. Jesse got a phone call from work that he had to go fix a water leak that had leaked into the apartment ceiling below. Jesse being part of the maintenance crew where he works, took the call. At least it made up for the hours he was missing from leaving work a little early to go to NY.
When he left, I got comfortable on our little couch. Gabrielle got up on my belly and mad herself quite at home. Cooper decided he would like to be there too, but NEVER challenges the cat. She has sharp pointy things that defend her space, so he wasn't sure where he would snuggle.
I moved down on the couch to allow room above my head. That was exactly what he wanted. He got up on the couch and laid down by my head, Gabrielle on my belly and I was perfectly comfortable in my sweat pants and tank top with my coat made out of a throw blanket watching one of the 'Pirates Of The Caribbean' movies on regular tv. I was perfectly content and comfortable through the end of the movie, at which time Cooper and I went to bed. I read and Cooper snuggled with Jesse's pillow as we waited for Jesse to get home. It was such a quiet night. Perfectly stress free, just the way it should be.
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