i always have trouble sleeping when steve's out of town. i mean, there are times that i have trouble sleeping when he's in town as well, but it's not as consistent a problem as it is when he's gone. i just can't relax. i take baths, read my book, drink chocolate milk (made with quik, mind you, one of my big vices) and generally putter around... usually i come up with some sort of cleaning/organizing project that needs to be done at around 1 in the morning.
tonight i am really struggling NOT to putter. there's a cleaning service coming tomorrow to get the grime off of everything, and i've already spent time moving things out of their way. however, the grime itself bothers me. i am tempted to clean the counter, or take out the trash. but then, i know that i can let it sit and someone will take care of it tomorrow. so i sit here, trying not to let it bother me, and page through this week's oh-so-exciting people magazine (all about the brad + jen breakup!) and try to make myself bored enough to fall asleep...

i miss steve...