I was sitting here making lists this evening for several trips that are all coming up back to back in the very near future and I was starting to get a little worked up and stressed out about how much I have to do before those days come. I was feeling completely overwhelmed and I couldn’t even squeeze out the beginning of a packing list or a task calendar. I was getting cranky and frustrated and didn’t want to have anything to do with any of it.
And then I kicked my own ass! I realized that the reason that I have so much to do and so much to plan is because I am now the proud owner of a life. Yup, I have plans and stuff to do and someone to do it all with. I have things to look forward to and someone to help me with the plans and the preparation.
I’ve been wanting to write this post for awhile and I realize that this website has been alive for awhile and I haven’t written anything on it. I guess because I didn’t want the first post of mine to wax on endlessly about how happy I am to be in the relationship that I’m in. The fact is though, I am. I have someone who laughs to tears with me in the complete darkness of a tent trailer at night. I have someone who listens to me tell the same dumb story to various people and still laughs at it. I have someone who puts an ice cube in my coffee in the morning before he hands it to me because he knows I don’t like it hot. I have someone that I have never, ever had to phone because he calls first. I have someone. I had started to lose hope that I would find the person who made me laugh and who made me feel whole. He’s not what I pictured in my head during all the years of waiting and for that I am eternally grateful. He’s becoming entwined in my life and it’s not as scary as I thought it would be.
So I have lists to make and meals to plan and things to pack. I have appointments and dinners and dates and new friends and things to do. I have the life that I wanted and I will relish every single moment of busy because the alternative is not worth thinking about at all.
