Unexpected you

Chapter 2

Wow! Is it really almost nine?  I'm never one to sleep past six thirty am, however, the dawn brought calm and relaxing vibes, and so I had to allow myself an opportunity to enjoy the peace.  As I stretched in bed and stared at the ceiling, I thought about how long it's been since I've had extra rest, and slowly enjoyed a cup of coffee.  Gosh--I can't even remember the last time that I actually sat down and ate a nice hot breakfast. I want to say that I haven't had time for myself since the birth of my little one, but that's a lie. Because honestly, Shawn has been controlling my life since before Sophie was even conceived. 

My mornings are normally uneventful, so simple and dull, and a repeat of the day before. Boring I know, but that is my life. The truth is that I rarely have anything exciting going on, and nothing to look forward to. So naturally I'm not in a rush to begin my day. But eventually, and most likely within the next hour, I will get up and proceed with my normal routine. Which is chugging my cold coffee within a minute, and rushing to do unnecessary chores. Like cleaning spaces that don't require my time, and re organizing the clothes in my drawers. I can't help it. I'm out of control and my OCD has honestly gotten worse throughout the years.

When the brightness of the morning sun finally made its way through my window, I turned to face it, and the warm rays caught my face. Mmm—I absolutely love the way that this feels. And there's nothing —absolutely nothing  like being fully awakened by the morning sun. Most people that I know hate it, but not me. It really is my favorite way to begin the day. And I purposely leave my curtains slightly opened to experience it whenever possible.

Eventually, after twenty minutes or so,  I made my way out of the bed, allowed myself a few seconds to stretch, and slipped on my robe and slippers. Despite the fact that I slept a solid eight hours, I was feeling so tired and out of it.  Hmm... maybe I should go back to bed.  I mean another hour wouldn't hurt, right? Staring at my soft pillows, I reminded myself that I didn't  need to be up for Sophie, because she's at my mother's for the weekend.  So without hesitation, I kicked off my slippers and jumped right back into bed. Knowing that I wouldn't  regret it.

A few minutes later, my best friend begins to knock on my door. Chy....I'm coming in! Elaina yelled just before she barged into my room. She proceeds to walk up to my bed, and rip the bed sheets off of me. E never comes into my room unless I give her the okay, so I imagine she's got something very important to tell me. Guess what? She says excitedly as she poked me on the side with her index finger.

I covered my face with a pillow. Too tired for any serious conversations this early in the morning.  Ummm— you finally got Tony to agree on a date? I responded. E grabbed the pillow and yanked it away. She gave me a "don't mess with me" kind of  smirk and hissed . HA HA HA  You're hilarious Cheyenne. A real riot! You know dam well that I can have that boy whenever I want. Now...stop being a smart ass and get your butt out of bed!  We're going shopping! Shopping? I ask in surprise. She speaks as if she's forgotten that we don't have a penny to our name, and that every month we're barely keeping afloat. 

Okay, now I'm truly convinced that Elaina has finally lost her marbles. And with what money do you suppose we go shopping with, E? We're broke! I remind her. Duh.... with our rent money. What else are we going to use? She replies as she fans herself with a wad of twenty dollar bills. I know that I'm still sleepy, but did she just suggest we spend this month's rent? She's gone nuts if she thinks that I would ever agree to that. 

ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY ELAINA? Our rent is due today, so no! We aren't shopping with our rent money. I said as I turned onto my side, and shove her away from my bed using both of my legs. I can't deal with her crazy ways at the moment. I have no energy for it. I do love my best friend, and usually, I'll go along with her ideas, but she is insane for thinking that I would actually agree to doing something like this. Especially when we had to ask for a week extension on our rent just last month. It was embarrassing and I didn't like the way it made me feel. Irresponsible and unprepared.