...and it has been for days. He's coming to see me. I'm picking him up at the airport. This man I've met twice is getting on a jet to visit yours truly. It makes me smile. It sends a sparkle through my body. It's unbelievable. Just last night we talked about this lingering sense of disbelief.
There's stuff I want to do to prepare, but in typical fashion, I've procrastinated. Sure, I've cleaned up a bit here and there. But it's already past noon and I'm chillen on the couch with my coffee and last night's half a joint, dicking around on the interwebs like I've got all the time in the world.
He'll be here in less than 24 hours. We won't be together the whole time - he'll be working from his airbnb. I'll be working from home. We'll see each other tomorrow all day obviously and then just in the evenings going forward.
Looking further, this coming weekend is the holiday and he has mentioned me flying BACK with him and spending the weekend at his place. I think I mentioned he lives somewhere quite lovely. I want to go. We could watch fireworks from the boat. He offered to use miles to buy my flight. Is this too good to be true?? It would mean staying at his place. The compromise I came up with (in my head - haven't said this to him yet) would be only staying two days. That is long enough to celebrate the holiday but short enough for my comfort levels.
But, we'll see! Anyway. Just wanted to share my excitement. I'm enjoying single life A LOT. I went out with my friends the last two nights and got hit on three times! Not that I care about being hit on by randoms especially with T. but it means my confidence is back, baby!!
The retreat changed everything. Or maybe, I attended the retreat, and I changed myself. Hmm. Yeah. I like that even better.
I'm a bit too restless to blog, after all. It felt good to get some of this out on paper. Sending love and joy!
Sar
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