*sigh*
I can't believe it's been almost a month since I wrote here. I need to be more disciplined, because I think rereading these messages is helpful for me. What's changed since my last update on February 15?
Well, first, Valentine's Day sucked. The Latino apparently has no concept of romance, no instinct to want to please me. Of course, I did tell him I'm not much of a Valentine's Day person, and I'm not... but honestly, he didn't do a single damned thing. I said I wasn't MUCH of a Valentine's Day person, not that I wasn't one at all. I'll take this under advisement, shall I?
I don't know... there seem always to be bumps, no effort on his part to meet me in the middle. More on that later.
Life got very chaotic around the third week of February, as my dealines approached and the expectations at work became critical. February 21 to February 28, I barely had time to breathe. At the same time, I didn't have time to obsess about the Hunky Latino either, which was, come to think of it, something of a relief. Anyway, once that passed, life kind of got smoother or at least less stressful.
We had a very minor altercation this weekend when I had to defend my cat from him. He was persecuting the animal (who did start it all, truth be told). I was getting tired of his childish and rather overly dramatic behavior in chasing the cat around and making a point of disturbing him. Fortunately, he took my suggestion that he leave the cat alone unless provoked as maturely as he was immature in persecuting him. Arugh, then I invited his sister over, and that didn't suit him... bumps.
So... I took the GRE test this morning, so at least I can get graduate school the rest of the way off of the ground. That's pretty satisfying. I'm tired now, since I got up at the buttcrack of dawn, in the immortal words of my friend P. The test was early, I was up way earlier than I needed to be. I am dying to fall asleep!
Tomorrow's the Latino's birthday, and we have lunch plans before I head to Dallas for a couple of days. He has work and then class until ten at night, so there's no birthday celebrating to occur tomorrow anyway. Besides, my uncle has moved to Dallas, and he's amusingly and touchingly house proud. Apparently, he can't wait to have a bona fide house guest in his new home.
I remain conflicted... neither the Latino and I feel ready, I can tell, to surrender ourselves to this burgeoning relationship, but I suppose it's positive that we're continuing to move forward and learn about one another. Tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of my ex-husband announcing that he wanted a divorce... yesterday was the one-year anniversary of the last time I saw him. God closed those windows.... but He's not sure if He wants to open a window to my current "boyfriend." I've never called the Latino that before. It sounds funny. I have a boyfriend. But I was supposed to be married for the rest of my life.
Well, first, Valentine's Day sucked. The Latino apparently has no concept of romance, no instinct to want to please me. Of course, I did tell him I'm not much of a Valentine's Day person, and I'm not... but honestly, he didn't do a single damned thing. I said I wasn't MUCH of a Valentine's Day person, not that I wasn't one at all. I'll take this under advisement, shall I?
I don't know... there seem always to be bumps, no effort on his part to meet me in the middle. More on that later.
Life got very chaotic around the third week of February, as my dealines approached and the expectations at work became critical. February 21 to February 28, I barely had time to breathe. At the same time, I didn't have time to obsess about the Hunky Latino either, which was, come to think of it, something of a relief. Anyway, once that passed, life kind of got smoother or at least less stressful.
We had a very minor altercation this weekend when I had to defend my cat from him. He was persecuting the animal (who did start it all, truth be told). I was getting tired of his childish and rather overly dramatic behavior in chasing the cat around and making a point of disturbing him. Fortunately, he took my suggestion that he leave the cat alone unless provoked as maturely as he was immature in persecuting him. Arugh, then I invited his sister over, and that didn't suit him... bumps.
So... I took the GRE test this morning, so at least I can get graduate school the rest of the way off of the ground. That's pretty satisfying. I'm tired now, since I got up at the buttcrack of dawn, in the immortal words of my friend P. The test was early, I was up way earlier than I needed to be. I am dying to fall asleep!
Tomorrow's the Latino's birthday, and we have lunch plans before I head to Dallas for a couple of days. He has work and then class until ten at night, so there's no birthday celebrating to occur tomorrow anyway. Besides, my uncle has moved to Dallas, and he's amusingly and touchingly house proud. Apparently, he can't wait to have a bona fide house guest in his new home.
I remain conflicted... neither the Latino and I feel ready, I can tell, to surrender ourselves to this burgeoning relationship, but I suppose it's positive that we're continuing to move forward and learn about one another. Tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of my ex-husband announcing that he wanted a divorce... yesterday was the one-year anniversary of the last time I saw him. God closed those windows.... but He's not sure if He wants to open a window to my current "boyfriend." I've never called the Latino that before. It sounds funny. I have a boyfriend. But I was supposed to be married for the rest of my life.
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