I'm your girl, and you're my man.

I know I haven't blogged in about a million years, and I'm sorry (as usual).  Today I just cannot get into work.  I'm surfing Pinterest, Perez, Facebook, etc., all in an attempt to avoid this stack of paperwork.  (Don't tell my boss/mom.)  I think I'm simply too excited about tonight.  You see, tonight I have a date...with my boyfriend...who I haven't seen since driving halfway to Grand Isle to bring him something at work on Christmas night.  He's a good guy, and he didn't want a man with kids to have to work during the holidays when he could be spending time with his family.  Plus, he makes crazy good money for holidays/overtime.  But mostly, he's just a good guy.  And he made the committment before we were officially dating, so I'm not mad.  Heck, I wouldn't be either way.  Did I mention how good of a guy he is?

I promise I won't gush so much about him in the future.  I just thought I'd take one blog post to address the situation, since for so long it wasn't much of one.

It was really important for me to let him take his time.  I've learned from personal experiences as well as those of people I'm close to that convincing someone they want to be with you ALWAYS turns out poorly, even if it's 30 years down the road.  The point is, I'd been on dates with other guys, good guys, but none of them were him.  I wanted to be patient, so for once in my life I was.  And if I could remember all the things he told me while we were having "that" conversation (one he brought up all on his own, mind you), I would gush about those things because they were pretty much exactly the things I dreamt I'd never hear come out of his mouth.  I just kept wishing I had a recorder to capture it all.  Had it not been 6am after an all-nighter with friends, I probably would have cried.

I'm extremely happy to be in the position we are now.  Yes, he's gone a lot for work, but luckily for me, I like my alone time A LOT.  (Not quite a fan of him working two weeks in a row, though, I'm finding.)  It's important for me to let everyone know, however, that I'm still very scared.  I've learned to not expect anything to last forever, and I'm happy living in the moment.  If I could have any wish come true at this moment, I wouldn't be wishing for wedding gowns or babies, but happiness.  So if you guys love me (which I know you do), pleasepleaseplease don't ask me anything about any of that other stuff.  It makes me anxious and, frankly, freaks me out a little bit right now.  If that's in my future, I'll be happy to welcome it, but until the RIGHT time comes, I just want to be happy.

And I love you all SO much.  (And I really wish Stephanie were here so we could talk about all this mushy stuff in person.)