This Is Stupid...

So, Bobby has to work late tonight and I'm home alone until he gets home... which will be about 1 am or so.

I don't know what it is that being home "alone" (Tommy's here... but he can't really defend me unless he were to puke on an intruder... though I'm sure the smell of his puke also wards off evil spirits.) that makes me feel like a little kid again. I eat the food I wouldn't eat if Bobby were home for dinner. I watch the movies he hates. I usually get done all the stuff I wouldn't normally be able to do if he were home, IE: organizing, cleaning, etc. since I would be spending time with him and the baby instead. I basically break all the rules!

I also get scared.

I hate it! I know there is no logical reason for me to be scared, and that God is on the throne and still in control. But I'm still scared! It's just so dumb. Grrr... I hope he hurries home!