I have the worst earache ever right now ( okay, maybe it's not the worst, but it's aggravating ). The pain is gone, mostly, but it's still a huge annoyance. I need a way to get rid of it before Friday. I really don't want to drive all the way down to Edmonton with an earache. Especially since I'll be the one doing the driving. It will be the longest drive for me where I'm the dirver, heh. We were going to leave on Saturday morning, but Steve asked, on Sunday evening, if I wanted to leave on Friday instead. Hey, I worked Sunday, plus I'm getting an extra $195/day, tax free, for LOA, so I can afford to miss Friday ( as well as next week ). He wants to go home, and soon. He's got the flu really bad. I feel absolutely awful, especially everytime I get a text from him, out at camp, saying that he wants to go home, and be sick in his own bed. I totally understand, though. He keeps saying that there's nothing out in camp, to make him any better. He told me that he was out there with the heat off in his room, the window open a little, wearing a pair of shorts and still sweating. I don't remember the last time that I had a fever. On Sunday, he thought that his sore throat might have been because of the lime dust in the FGD. Turns out he was getting the flu. Nice, right? He figured that he'd be in to work on Thursday to get his cheque, but now he may not. I told him that I could just as easily get his cheque for him, so he should stay where he is, and try to get better. It's all up to him, though. Only he can tell Dennis what to do with his cheque.
Steve spent the weekend here, this weekend past. Despite things that went wrong, it was nice waking up next to him, despite the fact that we couldn't stay that way for very long, since we were both working this weekend. Friday night, I got home, and went right back out to camp for him, before I got too comfortable at home, and decided that I didn't want to go back out. Once we got back here, I showered and we headed back out. Since he wasn't going to be in camp for the weekend, he would need to get something for lunch from the grocery store. So it was off to Safeway!
We did a little grocery shopping, and picked up some luncheon food for the weekend of work, and since we were both far too tired to go out for supper, like we were going to, we ended up going through the Tim Hortons drive-thru and getting some sandwiches. I never used to like those, but they're growing on me. Ham and swiss on white is just so good <3
We got home, ate and went right to bed. It was a little difficult to get situated right away, since my bed isn't quite as big as his, or that bed at the Sawridge. But we managed! I should hope, at least. He is going to be sleeping there for three weeks >.> God, I need to clean out my room. He's going to have to clean all of his stuff out of his camp room when he goes to school, and keep it all here. So, I need to find a place for his stuff before March ... 10th? I think it is.
Anyways. Back to the rest of my weekend. Our weekend, rather. Saturday went by just fine. Until the end of the day. I went down to the office to sign out, and George asked me if I wanted to stay late. I laughed at him, and told him no. He said "Well, Steve's staying." Does he think that I would stay late, just because Steve was? Screw that. But then George said that we weren't, but the scaffolders actually were. Good enough. Dennis came in the office, and I just asked him if he was going to drop Steve off at my place when they were finished. It seemed that Steve already had that talk with him, because he already knew that he wasn't to drop Steve off at camp. We had a big old conversation about that when Steve came down to the office. Steve MacLeod looked like he was so lost ^^; "What, are you guys sleeping together?" He never got his answer.
I went home, knowing that Steve was going to be late. We were supposed to go out to supper that night, and we were still going to, no matter what time he got home. He called me at 7:30 and he told me that they were sitting in the lunch room, waiting on an operator to look at something, or do something to something, before they could get to work. He said that they were probably going to be working either a 14 or 16 hour day. That meant that he would probably be there until at least 9 or 11. I was hoping for sooner than later, but that's pretty obvious right? I didn't want to have too much to eat before he got home, just in case we did get out for supper, but I was picking at a container of yogurt all night, so by the time he did get home, I wasn't hungry. I was too tired to go out by then, anyways. Well, by 9:30 I was falling asleep, so I set the alarm on my phone for 10, so that I could nap, but it wouldn't be enough to keep me up all night. Steve was supposed to call me when he was on his way home, anyways.
It was about 10 to 10 when he called and said that he was on his way home. I had just fallen asleep, but was glad that the call came then. Hell, it could have come at 11 >.>
I was laying on the couch, falling asleep again when he walked through the door. I wanted to hug him and kiss him as soon as I saw him, but instead, I just greeted him at the door. He was filthy! I wouldn't let him touch me until he got a shower ^^; So, he showered, and then asked if we were going out to eat. I told him that I didn't really want to, which turned out to be a good idea, because he didn't want to either. He was tired and sore. He's used to going to bed around 8:30, and here it was, almost 11. So, instead he had a few hot dogs, we sat on the couch for a little while, and then headed up to bed, where we talked for a LITTLE while, before we went to sleep. So, as it turned out, we got to spend little while together while he was here. But, we both woke up pretty early on Sunday morning, so we had lots to cuddling time before work. I had my alarm set for 5, and we were both awake at 4. Unfortunately, when 5 rolled around, we had to get up and get ready for work. It was pointed out by him that he'd barely even kissed me all weekend.
On Saturday, since I was driving the van, when we got to work, everyone else would get out, and he'd stay in the van, and come with me while I parked the van. Sunday, Ken left the door open, so he felt that he had to get out. But, while no one was looking he kissed me. I was so happy <3 It was a bit of a risk to kiss at work, but ^^;;
Work went as usual, and then we got back here, he collected his things, and we went for supper at Boston Pizza. We both wanted to try to be in bed pretty early that night, and he still wanted to go to Hortons before going out to camp. I ended up getting him out there at 9:30, so I got home around 10. I had SUCH a good sleep.
He wasn't in to work again today. But then, neither was I. I don't think I'll be going again tomorrow either. He won't be in for the rest of the week. My ear ache is mostly gone, but my ears all still all plugged up. Not hearing at work is not a good thing. I'd be fucked if alarms started to go off. If I was working alone, I'd never know. I have a few different things to try to clear up my ears. Hopefully, all goes well.
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