certainty
Last night, I started on the first leg of helping her fix her car (which broke down, over the weekend). Not only did everything go fairly successfully, but, after it was all said and done, and I was on my way home, I had this absolutely overwhelming feeling of positivity. Like a curse lifting off of us me and breaking. I almost texted her as much before deciding better than to go on about superstitious fears and sillinesses, even if I was announcing their demise. Still, it was a good night.
Then today, when normal logic would predict my car crapping out on me and getting another delay on my apt searches, this one forcing me to cross my "be out by the end of the month" deadline, instead, I was treated to an exceptionally pleasant day, given my first actual "just me and noone else" lease (in '99, I lived on my own, but it was way more informal and unofficial), based off my qualifications and credits and nothing else, told that I can move in 2 days earlier than expected, so that I can work everything out around my days off and such, told that might still be able to talk to the actual landowner (instead of the realtors) about still getting his one-month-free special, and then worked out some errands with some friends we had planned for tomorrow, so that they will be available and willing to help me move afterwards.
All in all a pretty... positive day. :) Oh, and while she didn't (much to my chagrin), I had the very distinct feeling that she wanted to kiss me last night. I wish she had.
Then today, when normal logic would predict my car crapping out on me and getting another delay on my apt searches, this one forcing me to cross my "be out by the end of the month" deadline, instead, I was treated to an exceptionally pleasant day, given my first actual "just me and noone else" lease (in '99, I lived on my own, but it was way more informal and unofficial), based off my qualifications and credits and nothing else, told that I can move in 2 days earlier than expected, so that I can work everything out around my days off and such, told that might still be able to talk to the actual landowner (instead of the realtors) about still getting his one-month-free special, and then worked out some errands with some friends we had planned for tomorrow, so that they will be available and willing to help me move afterwards.
All in all a pretty... positive day. :) Oh, and while she didn't (much to my chagrin), I had the very distinct feeling that she wanted to kiss me last night. I wish she had.