It's Halloween...right?
It's my birthday today. Greg was first, but technically had I looked at my phone Erica would have been first, then Scott and Kate, and then Greg, and then Will, and then Kim, then Gloria. Frank came in about 18th down the line when he forgot this morning while talking to me.
So far it's been good. you know, aside from my boss ignoring my existence until 3 p.m. and only wishing me "happy birthday, by the way" when I reminded her via email that I am not in tomorrow, and a collector whom I've paid minus a few hundred bucks who had to verify by my birthday who I am, then felt like an arsehole when I asked him to repeat it and said thank you for calling today. He said he was sorry and to enjoy my day.
Otherwise, pizza and wine tonight with my Squishamuffin. Tomorrow morning breakfast with aunt Jane, lunch with Frank, cleaning out the closet for my camping gear and .. let's face it. Greg practically lives there now most days so even though he has a dresser, he'll have a closet to hang the dress shirts because his stuff ALWAYS falls out of the dresser, and then dinner with my foster parents.
Ok. I know my mother reads this but, I have to say it and I think she knows kinda. It's hard for me. He's going to meet my family. With Chris he was able to be suave and even though he didn't do so well in the end, he didn't care. Greg cares. He's also slow to the comment. He's smart, but he is methodical so he thinks things through before he opens his mouth which people assume for slow which is entirely not true (and pisses me off), and while I KNOW my dad and him will discuss angles, etc. re: his job, at one point I know Greg will be uncomfortable. They picked Rileys which is cool because he plays pool like you wouldn't believe and as I heard it so does my brother Chris, but....I am nervous.
Every single family member but his mother from Greg's family has sent me a text to wish me a happy birthday. Every one. His brother said that significant others in their family ARE family, so, welcome. I thought I'd cry. They are SUCH amazing people and I am so lucky to have him...even more lucky to have him, and his family, and what family I have, and my friends...I am just so nervous.
There are those moments where you wonder if it's right, and if they are the right one, and sometimes I worry ... and then I remember there isn't a soul on this planet who could outdo Greg for me.
okay, see why I am nervous?
So far it's been good. you know, aside from my boss ignoring my existence until 3 p.m. and only wishing me "happy birthday, by the way" when I reminded her via email that I am not in tomorrow, and a collector whom I've paid minus a few hundred bucks who had to verify by my birthday who I am, then felt like an arsehole when I asked him to repeat it and said thank you for calling today. He said he was sorry and to enjoy my day.
Otherwise, pizza and wine tonight with my Squishamuffin. Tomorrow morning breakfast with aunt Jane, lunch with Frank, cleaning out the closet for my camping gear and .. let's face it. Greg practically lives there now most days so even though he has a dresser, he'll have a closet to hang the dress shirts because his stuff ALWAYS falls out of the dresser, and then dinner with my foster parents.
Ok. I know my mother reads this but, I have to say it and I think she knows kinda. It's hard for me. He's going to meet my family. With Chris he was able to be suave and even though he didn't do so well in the end, he didn't care. Greg cares. He's also slow to the comment. He's smart, but he is methodical so he thinks things through before he opens his mouth which people assume for slow which is entirely not true (and pisses me off), and while I KNOW my dad and him will discuss angles, etc. re: his job, at one point I know Greg will be uncomfortable. They picked Rileys which is cool because he plays pool like you wouldn't believe and as I heard it so does my brother Chris, but....I am nervous.
Every single family member but his mother from Greg's family has sent me a text to wish me a happy birthday. Every one. His brother said that significant others in their family ARE family, so, welcome. I thought I'd cry. They are SUCH amazing people and I am so lucky to have him...even more lucky to have him, and his family, and what family I have, and my friends...I am just so nervous.
There are those moments where you wonder if it's right, and if they are the right one, and sometimes I worry ... and then I remember there isn't a soul on this planet who could outdo Greg for me.
okay, see why I am nervous?