No Longer Forced Optimism...

[entwined_in_ivy]

Since we have moved to the new place, a good six months, I haven't completely unpacked. I have not decorated, not put anything up, not made the place Ivy. Those of you who know me know how serious that is; I decorated The Flat days after moving in, as much as possible.

I had a reason. Whenever I look around my room here, see boxes still there, see books in precarious piles, see blank walls, I automatically think: this is temporary. I will not be here long. By extension...I will see hairyscotsman soon. This has been our longest time apart, nearly seven months. Financial woes have pushed back our time-line, and I have been severely depressed.

But now: I have a regular job again. Finances are not fixed, but they are in progress, as are his. And so, despite the fact that my permanent move to Scotland with my love is pushed back another trip, I am exquisitely happy.

I am visiting Gav again, in Scotland, in November

I will be there hopefully a full three weeks! And, although it is another two months away, I am excited for another reason: we will be together on our two year anniversary!

I have unpacked some boxes, and will be doing more tomorrow. I don't need forced optimism...

I have the real thing.