Nov 19, 2005 14:01
A week is too long. I lose her scent, I start to re-bachelorize, I miss her. My psyche fatigues of its craving and starts repressing it instead.
Three days, however, are just right. I sleep sound in the knowledge of when I will see her next. I don't even mind only spending one night with her; it's worth it for the more frequent interval.
She agreed right off the bat to show up at 10am tomorrow (I'm under no delusion that she'll show up before 10:30am, of course), which to me says a LOT about how eager she is to meet K. Maria is anything but an early riser, at least not on her days off. Point is, that means a lot to me. A whole lot.
Change in weekend plans: Maria suddenly (i.e. yesterday) remembered that tomorrow is her brother's birthday, and that her Fam was all planning to have dinner at Mandalay in his honor. And I am invited too now, apparently, so this is my Grand Chance To Meet The Fam, yaaaay. Except that it also means we had to beg off on Dinner With Sarah + Patrick, booo. But Sarah was very understanding, and wouldn't even let me self-refer as "lame". Oh well. No chilling with Sarah until after Thxgiving, I guess. :(
But meeting Girlfriend's Fam = :)
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