It's now almost 9 pm when I write this and I'm beat! My s-i-l's beau was in the city I live in and asked to stop by. I thought he'd come more around 4 pm, so I put out snack stuff. In the end, he showed up closer to 5 pm and stayed and stayed, talking on and on, which he's notorious for. I generally like him, but I was getting hungry when the clock showed 6:15 pm and I knew he had a long drive home ahead of him. So, I had to figure out something for dinner...and fast. I ended up defrosting and reheating homemade meatballs in pasta sauce and boiled up some spaghetti while I prepared a vegetable salad with mozzarella. By the time all was done I was sweating. He's finally on his way home and I soon after took a shower because I felt "not so fresh". I'm almost ready to go to bed, already in my jammies.

I think I'd like my s-i-l's beau even more if he didn't two-time on my s-i-l. She knew it from the start, but originally thought it would remain a "friendship", but inevitably fell a bit in love. I think he sort of is, but still won't sufficiently break it off with the other woman. In the end, it's up to her what she's willing to accept/tolerate. I'd find it hard, though.