oh the ambivolence that is my life...
So...do we want the good news first? Or the bad?
Let's go with the bad...get the unpleasantries out of the way....
I'm broke. No, I am broker than broke. I've officially maxed out (some how overdrawing) not one, but two credit cards. How the fuck I managed that I have no idea. I am so far in the red right now I'm almost panicked. So I'm kinda thinking that I'm gonna have to borrow some money from my mother in order to pay rent and the minimums on my bills this month. It doesn't really help either that I'm moving home with my parents this month. Not only is that a HUGE blow to my ego, but I'm also going to be a paycheck short this month So i've canceled my WoW account, unplugged everything that doesn't need to be plugged in and I'm putting a few items up for sale on Craigslist. So hopefully I'll be able to scrounge up a little cash to pay for something.
I should have gotten a roommate...or moved home instead of getting my own apartment...or accepted help from my dad. But I'll be damnned if I'm going to rely on my parents like that. I am 24 years old. I should be able to take care of myslef. They did offer to help out, and my mom did urge me to ask them to help, but I was doing so well. Or at least I thought I was. But I guess 6 months of putting phone bills and grocery bills on a credit card does eventually add up. So I'm gonna move back in with my parents for a few months, work and get rid of the credit card bills (or atleast put a dent in them) before I move out again. This time, I'm going to have to get a roommate...or a much better job. 9:50 an hour does not cut it.
But lets move on to the good news...which is so much better than good...
I've met someone. He's absolutely fantastic!!! We've been talking since May. Unfortunatly it's a long distance relationship. Which, while it is hard and poses some inconveniences, it lets me get to know him, the actual him, with out things like sex getting in the way. He's fantastic. In the military which I imagine will be difficult if and when this goes somewhere. Right now he's deployed at Little Creek, VA (he's in the coast guard, so I'm not really worried about him going to Iraq or anything like that...) but he'll only be there for a year longer. He's talking about requesting to be stationed in Puerto Rico next summer, which would be great for him, since most of his family is living there. Though it would not be the best for me, I don't speak spanish, I burn really easily, and the beach and I...not the best of friends. I am working on learning though...both tolerating the sun (it's a big learning curve...many many sunburns to come) as well as the Spanish. We'll see how well this Rosetta Stone program works...
I did go visit him last week. A long 12 hour drive, non-stop, but it was so worth it. There are two things that stand out the most to me about the trip. The first being how much of a gentleman he is. He would open doors and offer to pay but he also made sure that I was walking on the "correct" side of the road (The side furthest from the open street). It would actually bother him if I was on the wrong side, which, I may have played with a little...but can you blame me, really?
The second, and probably most important thing is how quickly I felt comfortable around him. I was so worried that I would be nervous and awkward and would have to try to impress him the entire time, but after the first day it felt like we'd already been together for months.
And it's not like we did anything fancy, you know? We went to the movies a couple of times, played some video games, did a lot of walking, Rock Banded with his friends (very cool people...and I kick ass at bass...just FYI). Nothing that a normal couple wouldn't do, you know? And it was perfect. I'm not this fancy high matenece kind of person, and I'm so glad that he's not either (I knew he wasn't going into it, but it's good to know for sure). It was a blast though. God, I felt like such an idiot when I left too. I was trying to hard not to cry....I may have once I got home though....and maybe again when I was trying to tell my coworker about him. But that's neither here nor there.
He's beautiful too. Very into exercise, which is good. Not just because he looks amazing without his shirt on (he's pretty amazing with it on too) but he's also pushing me; though he's not physically doing it, nor is he "work out...did you do it? why not lazy ass!" nothing too pushy, but he checks in, asking if I had then lauging with me when I give my excuses. But I have started to work out on a more regular basis because I want to be able to share in his hobbies, you know? And I'm really glad that I'm doin it, down30 lbs from the first time we met (Last July at Fabiana's wedding....it's funny how things turn out).
I'm getting all misty just thinking about him. I'm looking forward for when the distance isn't so far and when I can see him more than just for a vacation. I love spending a week at a time with him, but I'd gladly take two days every so often then seven days once every few months.
Let's go with the bad...get the unpleasantries out of the way....
I'm broke. No, I am broker than broke. I've officially maxed out (some how overdrawing) not one, but two credit cards. How the fuck I managed that I have no idea. I am so far in the red right now I'm almost panicked. So I'm kinda thinking that I'm gonna have to borrow some money from my mother in order to pay rent and the minimums on my bills this month. It doesn't really help either that I'm moving home with my parents this month. Not only is that a HUGE blow to my ego, but I'm also going to be a paycheck short this month So i've canceled my WoW account, unplugged everything that doesn't need to be plugged in and I'm putting a few items up for sale on Craigslist. So hopefully I'll be able to scrounge up a little cash to pay for something.
I should have gotten a roommate...or moved home instead of getting my own apartment...or accepted help from my dad. But I'll be damnned if I'm going to rely on my parents like that. I am 24 years old. I should be able to take care of myslef. They did offer to help out, and my mom did urge me to ask them to help, but I was doing so well. Or at least I thought I was. But I guess 6 months of putting phone bills and grocery bills on a credit card does eventually add up. So I'm gonna move back in with my parents for a few months, work and get rid of the credit card bills (or atleast put a dent in them) before I move out again. This time, I'm going to have to get a roommate...or a much better job. 9:50 an hour does not cut it.
But lets move on to the good news...which is so much better than good...
I've met someone. He's absolutely fantastic!!! We've been talking since May. Unfortunatly it's a long distance relationship. Which, while it is hard and poses some inconveniences, it lets me get to know him, the actual him, with out things like sex getting in the way. He's fantastic. In the military which I imagine will be difficult if and when this goes somewhere. Right now he's deployed at Little Creek, VA (he's in the coast guard, so I'm not really worried about him going to Iraq or anything like that...) but he'll only be there for a year longer. He's talking about requesting to be stationed in Puerto Rico next summer, which would be great for him, since most of his family is living there. Though it would not be the best for me, I don't speak spanish, I burn really easily, and the beach and I...not the best of friends. I am working on learning though...both tolerating the sun (it's a big learning curve...many many sunburns to come) as well as the Spanish. We'll see how well this Rosetta Stone program works...
I did go visit him last week. A long 12 hour drive, non-stop, but it was so worth it. There are two things that stand out the most to me about the trip. The first being how much of a gentleman he is. He would open doors and offer to pay but he also made sure that I was walking on the "correct" side of the road (The side furthest from the open street). It would actually bother him if I was on the wrong side, which, I may have played with a little...but can you blame me, really?
The second, and probably most important thing is how quickly I felt comfortable around him. I was so worried that I would be nervous and awkward and would have to try to impress him the entire time, but after the first day it felt like we'd already been together for months.
And it's not like we did anything fancy, you know? We went to the movies a couple of times, played some video games, did a lot of walking, Rock Banded with his friends (very cool people...and I kick ass at bass...just FYI). Nothing that a normal couple wouldn't do, you know? And it was perfect. I'm not this fancy high matenece kind of person, and I'm so glad that he's not either (I knew he wasn't going into it, but it's good to know for sure). It was a blast though. God, I felt like such an idiot when I left too. I was trying to hard not to cry....I may have once I got home though....and maybe again when I was trying to tell my coworker about him. But that's neither here nor there.
He's beautiful too. Very into exercise, which is good. Not just because he looks amazing without his shirt on (he's pretty amazing with it on too) but he's also pushing me; though he's not physically doing it, nor is he "work out...did you do it? why not lazy ass!" nothing too pushy, but he checks in, asking if I had then lauging with me when I give my excuses. But I have started to work out on a more regular basis because I want to be able to share in his hobbies, you know? And I'm really glad that I'm doin it, down30 lbs from the first time we met (Last July at Fabiana's wedding....it's funny how things turn out).
I'm getting all misty just thinking about him. I'm looking forward for when the distance isn't so far and when I can see him more than just for a vacation. I love spending a week at a time with him, but I'd gladly take two days every so often then seven days once every few months.