Erik called today.
From a boat.
From Alaska.
Three separate times.
And I missed them all.
I was just starting a new job at a recovery house. He wasn't supposed to call at all; he told me he wouldn't. I am now so disappointed that I missed his calls. I would love to be able to talk to him. I work a dayshift tomorrow at the hospital and then a night shift on Friday. Then I am back at the recovery house 6 hours after I get home from there. I am pumped to be working, but I am going to be exhausted. I start school on Monday too. At least time will fly by until Erik comes home.
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