It's amazing but true (yes, I can be really dense sometimes) but occasionally taking a chance and doing something that scares you silly can result in bringing you closer. Instead of freaking out & doing all the things that made me feel crappy a la my 2 exes, Le Engineer was entirely calm and spent time comforting me (!), trying to make ME feel better (!!), even though I was the one delivering bad news. Holy crap.
No wonder my PoW likes him.
I think I must really be getting to care for him (he said those words first -- hey, what can I say? we're both cautious people -- an engineer and a librarian: 2 raucous daredevils, that's us) since his family is going through a rough time right now, and it upsets me to know that he's hurting and I can't even give him a hug, since he's away. Phooey.
And I completely agree and understand that he'll be gone for a few days, but there is that selfish little corner that is disappointed at not being able to see him. I'll get over it. I know he'll be back...and needing a good backrub :-D
And in the opposite direction (and to spare you all from having your teeth rot) I will now share a pre-mortem photo of the dead forest which left my home this week. Yippee! There were also some more cartons around the corner. So, SO worth the $135 (incl. tax) that I paid CodeShred.Also, one of my formerly favorite, and formerly too-tight, suits will be joining the Bottomless Closet donation pile. Ah well.
As much as I liked the suit, I dislike feeling it be all floppy on me now. (My WW leaders would be thrilled to hear me say that, not to mention my friend Margaret ;-P)
More fluffy news: went for a pedicure (oh boy did I need a professional one, as I had let me home sessions slide lately) tonight, and then had a hilarious diner dinner with my cousin P. The pedi was actually from a looong ago Xmas present from my friend Dr. Jane, and my cousin outwrestled me for the check, so tonight turned out to be Pamper Squirrelette Night. (Nice!) Oh, and the color I selected, was one which I bought for myself a long time ago: After Sex, though I was tempted by Thigh High...I figured if I have a bottle at home though, I can touch up any chips, so Essie After Sex it was.
And now, time to go take advantage of the effects of the Lunesta I took when I got home an hour ago....
Sounds like a good guy. I have to say, I didn't know it 'til I found it, but the right guy doesn't require any playacting. Which is good, because no one can playact forever. If you find yourself playacting regularly (and I don't even mean all the time, just regularly), he's probably not the right guy.
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