Last night, I texted him: "I miss you."
He replied: "I completely miss you"
I've been melting since that moment.
January 2007 Archives
He called it the best conversation we've ever had. And it was a good one. We covered politics and religion, denominations, baptism, and stuff just spilled out that I don't think we realized about each other. We talked about shopping vs. gambling, money and incomes, which I'll admit was awkward. I know I'm young to be where I am in life, and I hope that didn't intimidate him. We talked about parents and family, his mom and dad, and dieting. We talked about almost everything under the sun there is to talk about.
I probably shouldn't have stayed with him. It ended up being awkward. I remember asking if he liked me, which the answer to which was yes, of course. And then I remember asking if he thought he could fall in love with me. I don't remember the response I got to that. But there was a chuckle involved, and it was affirmed.
Several times in recent conversations, the topic of "defining the relationship" has come up. He's asked, I've dodged. We said the other day that it was a "committed relationship"--more than dating, less than engagement, but he asked again last night, "What are we doing?" and I dodged again, answering, "I don't know. We haven't 'defined' it yet." He never pursues the questions any further than that.
I know I love him. It's part comfort level, part admiration. I'm a little bit nervous about some things, like money management, gambling and eating habits, general self control issues. He is very good looking, very sweet, very appreciative. I wasn't kidding when I said I date in two year increments. He replied, "How do I know you're not going to get sick of me in two years?" I answered, "Because I won't let someone as sweet as you are, who appreciates me as much as you do..." He cut me off. "That's all you have to say."
"Funny how it's a mutual thing, don't you think?" I said. "You're sweet to me, so I'm sweet to you." We briefly addressed how it was alot of work to be sweet, especially when you don't want to be.
I am SO tired today.
I'm hungry. I'm focused. I know what I want. And very rarely do I not get it. I'm a methodical planner. I look at point C, know that I'm at point A and determine how to get to point B. I guess you could call that goal oriented.
There are a slew of things to do today to get out of town. I have to re-pack, probably need to do a load of laundry. If I had time to get my hair highlighted, I would do that, too. And I have some shoes that need new heels, but no time to wait on them to get fixed. Everything else can be dry cleaned once I get there.
David is darling. Always has been. It's funny that it's taken this long for things to start falling together. I can't wait to see him again. I wonder if things are actually falling together, or if this will be another failed relationship. I'm excited about going skiing, and I'm excited about going to Vegas. And I'm thrilled that he will respect me, not pressure me, adore me. He adores me!
