My desk at work is pritti. I have a (fake, plastic) cauldron full of chocolate. Three adorable little witchies. (More on those later.) My maroon velvet witch hat -- complete with glitter! A white skull candle, partially burned. My crystal ball, and a smaller flourite pyramid.
The only thing I'm missing is my broom. And I'm missing that in general. I need to re-do the brush end of it, as a mischevious kitty thought it would be funny to pull the straw out. Le sigh. Still, as a first effort, it lasted until the kitty got at it, so I'm not too upset. I'm actually sort of happy to be able to give it a second go.
I'm so happy to have all my things cheering up my work space.
I'm sure everyone will start giving me a hard time when most of it stays after the 1st of November. But who cares! I can take it. I wear my 'Witchy' t-shirt often enough they should know by now.
I haven't been getting enough sleep lately. Up late talking, playing, being around the people I love in whatever way I can. Still, I've been waking up feeling more refreshed and ready for the day than I have felt in a while. I guess this is what it's like when I'm happy.
I must have been sleeping awfully deeply last night. I woke up on the far side of a king bed, and had to scoot pretty far to find my snuggle-buddy again. I remember thinking "How the heck did I get way over here?" I love to be able to touch, at the least, and preferably press fully body-to-body when sleeping.
When I sleep at K's on a Tuesday, he doesn't sleep with me. It's his night to stay up and try to get on schedule for work. In the morning, before I wake up, he comes in and lays down next to me. I always wake up just enough to make sure that we're cuddled up close. One of the best parts of snuggling is being wrapped in the one you love when the alarm goes off.
I don't mind sleeping alone, though. It's uncomfortable to sleep alone when I'm living with someone -- and I've done it, so I know. But right now it's nice to be able to go home and spread out on my own bed, with my bright pink sheets. Not that I want to every night, but just that it's there and I can.
Sometimes I need to dream alone. Even when you're not there beside me, you're always with me where it counts.