The hell is this?
This week was a blur of goodness and excitement. Open house at my job was great. Shook hands with parents and played a little Mexican Bingo while eating delicious catering that involved guacamole and salsa and cheese stuck in between things. Very nice. My room looked the best I must say. The Principal was so impressed with my "display" that she actually came down hard on the other teachers I heard. But how the fuck can you make a Calculus and Language Arts room look appealing I ask in their defense?
I went out afterwards even though I was going on a ten hour day and was SO tired...and...it was so worth it. Drinks and a play and drinks and such conversations! I had no idea.
I've been living in a damn bubble!
What did I expect though, he's a Psychologist. Ironic isn't it?
He gave me my first Honeycrisp apple at his place afterwards. I don't know why the fuck I haven't tried these. They are bubbling seltzer sweet crispness! When I bit into it I instantly knew. Where the hell have I been?! It was apple sex like I've never known. It was explosive enjoyment. It was radiant sparkles in my mouth.
I bought one tonight and will relish it with wine as I work on lesson plans later. If you see these, they mark the beginning of Fall I was told. They're only available then. Get one. You must know of this fruit sex.
Going out to dinner Wednesday. Uhhh, how did I end up in this place? He's smitten with me and I think he's fucking amazing. It's a bit soon I know. We can't help it. He got out of something this summer as well. We are both just like, "Who are you? What the fuck is this!"
I have a firm handle on things though. I like being alone. I can't let this get weird no matter what he says or does.
He said something intense that night though...
"I knew you'd come. I've asked for you for so long. I've just been biding my time and being..."
"Patient?" I finished.
"Yes, patient for you."
A little heavy but hey...I got my feet on the ground. I'm me. I'm alone and I love this independence.
I am so me right now. I feel it when I'm on the way to work and I feel it when I wake up and I feel it when I walk or paint or do anything. ANYTHING. I feel it with my brain and behind my eyes and in my head and with my mouth. It's so different.
Went to the store on my bike after I got home...the sun was setting and it really hit me that it is finally October.
Passed a house with a gate that was completely covered in some kind of skull-faced Grimm Reaper inflate-a-thing, with huge red glowing eyes. I think I excitedly said "Fuck yeah." outloud before I could help it.
I think I might need to get a little pumpkin soon.
Yay Fall.
:)
I went out afterwards even though I was going on a ten hour day and was SO tired...and...it was so worth it. Drinks and a play and drinks and such conversations! I had no idea.
I've been living in a damn bubble!
What did I expect though, he's a Psychologist. Ironic isn't it?
He gave me my first Honeycrisp apple at his place afterwards. I don't know why the fuck I haven't tried these. They are bubbling seltzer sweet crispness! When I bit into it I instantly knew. Where the hell have I been?! It was apple sex like I've never known. It was explosive enjoyment. It was radiant sparkles in my mouth.
I bought one tonight and will relish it with wine as I work on lesson plans later. If you see these, they mark the beginning of Fall I was told. They're only available then. Get one. You must know of this fruit sex.
Going out to dinner Wednesday. Uhhh, how did I end up in this place? He's smitten with me and I think he's fucking amazing. It's a bit soon I know. We can't help it. He got out of something this summer as well. We are both just like, "Who are you? What the fuck is this!"
I have a firm handle on things though. I like being alone. I can't let this get weird no matter what he says or does.
He said something intense that night though...
"I knew you'd come. I've asked for you for so long. I've just been biding my time and being..."
"Patient?" I finished.
"Yes, patient for you."
A little heavy but hey...I got my feet on the ground. I'm me. I'm alone and I love this independence.
I am so me right now. I feel it when I'm on the way to work and I feel it when I wake up and I feel it when I walk or paint or do anything. ANYTHING. I feel it with my brain and behind my eyes and in my head and with my mouth. It's so different.
Went to the store on my bike after I got home...the sun was setting and it really hit me that it is finally October.
Passed a house with a gate that was completely covered in some kind of skull-faced Grimm Reaper inflate-a-thing, with huge red glowing eyes. I think I excitedly said "Fuck yeah." outloud before I could help it.
I think I might need to get a little pumpkin soon.
Yay Fall.
:)