Stellar Political Me

Work has been crazy.  My to do list just seems to get longer and longer as the week goes on. My plans for a day off before next week seem foiled.

So I came home tonite and made myself dinner and poured a glass of wine.  Put a solid dent in this new book called, "electricity," before dipping my feet into a super hot bath.  Must have spent an hour in the tub just letting the steam mingle with my skin.  Painted my nails a hot fuschia..."winter wine" according to the label. 

So here I am, squeaky clean, full of zen tea, nose still stuck in "electricity" --

We had a wonderful time Tuesday night.  Just the little things, like, "I can't go seven days without seeing your smiling face" and the like.  That passionate kiss on the waterfront on the way back to the arena.  I don't know that he knows I'm picking up on these things, but I'm giddy about the whole thing.

Which is why I'm glad work is busy & my schedule won't allow for crazy weekends like last time around.  I'm still trying to remain guarded about this whole thing.  But is that the right thing to do?

Everyone is so happy for me & I'm trying to be happy for myself.  Just trying to get used to this whole boy liking me for being me thing. Just trying to grasp this whole nice guy thing. This mature, yet immature, punk rock song emo like thing we've got going on : ) --

So I can't wait to see him tomorrow. It seems every time I see him there's a new development in our relationship and it's maddingly exciting. 

It's nice to walk around the office with a smile underneath. 

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