Change
I'm just sitting here waiting for my grandparents to call so that I can go meet them at the BART station. They're staying here through Wednesday, because Leon went home to attend a couple of weddings. Actually, I should say that they're using Leon's absence as an excuse to come out here. I know that they'd almost certainly rather visit when Leon is here, but I'm going to be alone here for more than a week, and my family determined that someone should be here for part of it. They worry that I'm going to be murdered or raped or robbed or kidnapped and left for dead in an open field. Essentially, they wanted a reason to visit when they don't need one.
But I'm glad that they'll be here. I was much sadder than I thought I'd be this morning when Leon left. I know he'll be back soon, but I always worry that he'll die if he's out of my sight for a couple of days. I guess I get that from my paranoid family.
Still, without me beside him, he's already lost his keys. He thinks he left them on the plane, and he's contacted the airline in hopes that they'll find them. It's not a big deal, except that it'll be a hassle to get new keys made. And he's the only one with a key to our mailbox.
Anyway, while he's at the weddings, I expect him to take note of decorations, flowers, food, venues--everything. Our nuptials aren't terribly far in the future and I could use some help deciding what I want and, more importantly, how to budget for it. But I have plenty of time to talk about that later.
In the meantime, I'm nervous about entertaining my grandparents for four days, especially when I start work on Monday. And I'm nervous about that, as well. I'm nervous that I won't be good enough. Or that I won't be quick to catch on, and everyone will exchange looks and private words of wonderment that I was hired when so many were considered!
I wish it were September, and I had an established routine and Leon had an established routine. There have been too many changes in my life over the past three months that I think I've reached capacity. I just want it to be simple for a while.
There's no point to this. Just what is going on and what I'm thinking. Self-doubt creeps in when I give myself that time to think. But my grandparents should be calling any minute now. Ring, phone, ring!
But I'm glad that they'll be here. I was much sadder than I thought I'd be this morning when Leon left. I know he'll be back soon, but I always worry that he'll die if he's out of my sight for a couple of days. I guess I get that from my paranoid family.
Still, without me beside him, he's already lost his keys. He thinks he left them on the plane, and he's contacted the airline in hopes that they'll find them. It's not a big deal, except that it'll be a hassle to get new keys made. And he's the only one with a key to our mailbox.
Anyway, while he's at the weddings, I expect him to take note of decorations, flowers, food, venues--everything. Our nuptials aren't terribly far in the future and I could use some help deciding what I want and, more importantly, how to budget for it. But I have plenty of time to talk about that later.
In the meantime, I'm nervous about entertaining my grandparents for four days, especially when I start work on Monday. And I'm nervous about that, as well. I'm nervous that I won't be good enough. Or that I won't be quick to catch on, and everyone will exchange looks and private words of wonderment that I was hired when so many were considered!
I wish it were September, and I had an established routine and Leon had an established routine. There have been too many changes in my life over the past three months that I think I've reached capacity. I just want it to be simple for a while.
There's no point to this. Just what is going on and what I'm thinking. Self-doubt creeps in when I give myself that time to think. But my grandparents should be calling any minute now. Ring, phone, ring!