Reconciliation
This ice storm is an interesting change of pace. A guy was stuck in the street behind my truck so I was going to pull forward a bit to give him some room, but I slid almost into the back of the neighbors' car and she came out screaming at me and the guy behind me. And now Paul's invited them over for drinks, as if there weren't enough hollering already.
...some days I wish I were somewhere else.
I was supposed to help Kronda move today, but the weather ruled that out. It's been postponed till tomorrow, but judging from all the freezing rain, I'm doubting that it'll happen on schedule. It's probably just as well that today didn't work out, after my late night with Mauri yesterday.
(I can hear someone burning up their tires on the ice down the street. Just stay home, dumbasses. I don't care why you think you need to be driving tonight. You don't.)
Things are progressing again between G and I. It's amazing how slowly everything creeps along when things are tough. One day it's fine, and the next we're struggling to communicate and agree upon even the most basic needs and desires.
I keep telling myself that this is difficult because it's real. And unexpected. And made infinitely more unbearable by a factor of 1521 linear miles. I tell myself these things, but the uncertainty and loneliness and hurt are still eating at me.
We've got a lot of important decisions in front of us, but we're making progress and getting past some of our differences. We're crafting some solutions that just might work if we're careful and respectful and open. There's no perfect plan at this point, but it's so much easier when we work together. I can't begin to say how thankful I am that we're on solid footing with each other.
Tomorrow's going to be a good day. I've got to pay a few bills, review my finances, finish my budget for the next few months, set some goals and timelines, do some reading, job-search for a while, and write a few cover letters. Oh, and laundry. Always laundry.
I'm looking forward to making this life thing work.
...
thank you for the hat and scarf. i miss you.
...some days I wish I were somewhere else.
I was supposed to help Kronda move today, but the weather ruled that out. It's been postponed till tomorrow, but judging from all the freezing rain, I'm doubting that it'll happen on schedule. It's probably just as well that today didn't work out, after my late night with Mauri yesterday.
(I can hear someone burning up their tires on the ice down the street. Just stay home, dumbasses. I don't care why you think you need to be driving tonight. You don't.)
Things are progressing again between G and I. It's amazing how slowly everything creeps along when things are tough. One day it's fine, and the next we're struggling to communicate and agree upon even the most basic needs and desires.
I keep telling myself that this is difficult because it's real. And unexpected. And made infinitely more unbearable by a factor of 1521 linear miles. I tell myself these things, but the uncertainty and loneliness and hurt are still eating at me.
We've got a lot of important decisions in front of us, but we're making progress and getting past some of our differences. We're crafting some solutions that just might work if we're careful and respectful and open. There's no perfect plan at this point, but it's so much easier when we work together. I can't begin to say how thankful I am that we're on solid footing with each other.
Tomorrow's going to be a good day. I've got to pay a few bills, review my finances, finish my budget for the next few months, set some goals and timelines, do some reading, job-search for a while, and write a few cover letters. Oh, and laundry. Always laundry.
I'm looking forward to making this life thing work.
...
thank you for the hat and scarf. i miss you.
posted by Fourbank at 8:49 PM
1 Comments:
Yeah, I'm thinking late afternoon tomorrow if at all. This is so frustrating! My stuff is all packed up with nowhere to go. All I need is the right 3 hour window and then I won't care what the weather does. I have no voice left at this point but I'll be in touch somehow tomorrow.
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