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Stuck.
I feel stuck in the city I currently live in. This wasn’t the case Tuesday at this time because I was looking at jobs in my boyfriend’s city. It’s not so much that I don’t want to move to his city as it is I’ve had a new opportunity with my job that doesn’t end until the end of January. When I talked to him about it, he completely understood and told me to go for it as I’m not sure when this opportunity would present itself again. At this point, I keep telling myself if I can just hold out until the end of January, everything will be even better.
There’s a specific reason I did not say “everything will be good” as everything is good right now. We will continue doing what we are doing now so we can see each other at least twice a week. I’m really hoping we don’t have a bad winter but if we do, we’ll make it work because we always do.
What’s scary to me is I truly see this thing between us as long term. He said he’s known since day one as day two he started looking at rings. I can’t say I was on the same page then but what matters is we are on the same page now.
Saturday, he became Jen approved. None of my boyfriends have ever been Jen approved. This is a big deal. She even said “I like him! He’s so down to Earth and laid back. I really like him.”
Apparently, another coworker told him they knew how much I liked him when my phone went dead on the Hershey trip. I’m not sure what that’s supposed to mean but I’ll take it.
Want to know the cutest sound in the world? When your nephew calls out to your boyfriend to go there. I love how much my newphews already love him even if I do have to fight for his attention now. 😉
Concept: you’ve been married to your wife for 3 years. You wake up in your bed before she does, your nose cold but your body warm. Careful not to wake her, you get out of bed and your toes curl when your feet hit the cold floor. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup, making sure to leave enough for her. You pull on a big sweater and walk out onto your deck, sitting in a big wood chair to look out over the forest. The leaves are orange and edged with frost. All is quiet as the sun rises over the trees. You hear the door opening behind you and your wife sits down next to you, wrapping the comforter from your bed around both of you shoulders. You sit there like that until the sun is well up and your coffee cups are empty.
I’m just gonna leave this right here…
I love that feeling of like… having alone time but also with someone? You know when you’re in the same room, sitting together on the sofa or the bed, quietly and separately doing your own things. Maybe leaning against each other or softly touching. Sometimes you don’t actually wanna talk but you’re still enjoying the silent presence of that person. There’s a sense of quiet, peaceful comfort.
Don’t cheat. Don’t lie. Don’t manipulate. Don’t fake feelings. Don’t hold someone back. Just don’t..
You know what’s not okay?
Waking up to someone sexually assaulting you. I don’t care how you try to paint the picture, it’s not okay. There is absolutely no excuse for it and you cannot convince me otherwise. This is the internal battle I’ve been facing since Friday.
