I confess to being a wimp. Feminists would hate me. I'm not a strong, independent female who can get along fine without my man. Steve is gone on a business trip, and the house feels so empty without him. I should be going to bed about now, but I know I'll have a hard time getting to sleep. To make matters worse, our neighborhood e-mail list has recently been filled with incidents involving some unsavory characters. Fortunately, there have not been any home-invasion attempts, and the suspicious individuals have been hanging around several blocks away. It still makes one uneasy, though.
Anyway, I'll be glad when he gets home tomorrow night, and I'm glad he'll only be gone one night. (Yes, only one night....I said I was a wimp!)
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