~Friday, August 21, 2009
~Thursday, August 20, 2009
- You're about to spend 5 hours locked in a box on wheels together. This could create all sorts of conflict if one person doesn't like the other's driving, car temperature or choice of music.
- In rural South Carolina, there's not much of an opportunity to look at another face for 3 days unless you drive 15 miles into town. So you better really like the person you're with.
~Monday, August 17, 2009
~Thursday, August 13, 2009
This morning I woke up in my beautiful new bed in my beautiful new apartment with my beautiful new man. I opened my eyes to his freckled rectangular back with my pink shabby-chic quilt tucked across him. I smiled. If anyone had told me back in May that life would work out this way, I would have called her a liar and slapped her in the jaw for being so mean.
I still can't believe that this nice apartment is mine. I'm not used to the largeness of it. I also would have never been able to afford the furniture with the old boyfriend because I was always financially rescuing him with 0% interest. And zero credit reporting when he failed to pay me back. I've never known what it is like to have money and not have it tied up in someone else; the jobs I've had before him barely paid enough for me to live, much less save.
When he initially saw my apartment, Christopher walked around and inspected everything. "This is nice," he said. "Nicer than I imagined." He then sat on my new couch and picked up my TV remote like he had been here 1,000 times.
He looked at me. "I remember the last time you did this."
"Move into the city."
We've done this before. Christopher hardly ever brings up last time unless it's to his advantage, but I'm glad he's chosen now to do so. I'm glad he remembers.
And Christopher. He came back. Not only did he come back but things have turned out how I always hoped they would. I keep thinking back to this post and I see the same Christopher was always there. I just didn't know how to deal with it.
I had my therapy appointment this week and, among a whole lot of other things, I updated her with Christopher and me. And how most people in my life aren't exactly thrilled with my status update. Some want to see me date multiple guys. Others, I think, don't trust my judgment. Most just don't want to see me get hurt again, especially so soon.
"I disagree," she said. "You need an example of a good man in your life. Between your father, step-father, and ex you don't have one."
I softened, the worry lines melting off my forehead.
She continued. "And you are approaching it the right way: you are not hiding it because you told your friends. You're still spending time away from him with your girlfriends. If you two were living and breathing each other, I would be worried, but seeing him as you are- a couple of nights a week- is good.
"Don't your friends want good things for you?" she countered. "This sounds like a good thing and you deserve good after having horrible for so long."
Love, Sarah at 4:55 PM|
~Wednesday, August 12, 2009
~Monday, August 10, 2009
I thought I was done hurting. And then I find out something that yet again shook me down to the core of Everything You Thought For the Past 2 Years Was WRONG. And I hurt in an entirely new and different way.
~Friday, August 07, 2009
~Tuesday, August 04, 2009
CHRISTOPHER: "You getting on birth control?"SARAH: "You going to be monogamous?"C: "Umm, yeah."S: "Good. I already called the prescription in this morning."C: "Yeah? LOL"
S: "So you're my fella?"C: "I guess. LOL only not laughing out loud."S: "Now what does that mean?"C: "Defense mechanism."