House Guest

At 5:45 this morning I got a phone call from Josh, my youngest daughter's dad, to please pick him up from the Greyhound station as he had just arrived back from L.A. I have agreed to let him stay at my place for a few days before he returns to Burbank on Thursday to pick up his stuff and then the girl he was staying with will be driving him back to Sacramento (and I'm assuming to his own house.)

I'm not sure why he is here other than wanting to spend some time with Aislin. I have the feeling he is embaressed about leaving and I think he might be hiding a little from his dad. I don't know.

In any event he is passed out on my couch. I went back to sleep after I picked him up and I don't know how long he and Aislin stayed up before he fell back asleep. It's lunch time and Aislin is hungry but when I went in the kitchen to make her food she made me turn all the lights back off because 'Daddy wants the lights off because he is sleeping.' Had I been the one sleeping -- well she would have woke me up hours ago. I think I will get a few hours of work in today since I can't lock myself in my room while he sleeps all day.