Pehh, that's my new term for days when it rains here at work. When it rains, everyone and their mother is calling in about the weather and if the game was cancelled...like 2 hours before game time. Unless its a hurricane or something they don't call the game unless absolutely necessary and like 5 minutes before First Pitch. It drives me up a wall but I can understand especially if they're traveling from out of county. Actually, today the phone hasn't been lighting up all that much, which is surprising. I'll still probably stick around a little on the later side just in case there are those last minute stragglers, but game time is in a few minutes. So huge sigh of relief!
I don't usually like to sit around and twiddle my thumbs for Monday but I feel like that's what I'm doing. Granted its only a few more days away but I've that "highschool jitters" feeling when it comes to seeing Sam. I think we're both being desperate and lame. Of course with him being a cop, he works like 12 hour shifts and 5 or 6 day stretches. So pretty much our relationship consists of texting back and forth. Its okay, but the delays between messages kill me, but I know its because he's busy on a call.
If anyone can find Monday before it gets here please pass it along my way. Thanks
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