i thought i was going to be able to actually have a 100% positive post for once. unfortunately, i was wrong. it seems like whenever my life starts turning around, things tank again. to sum it up: had an amazing weekend with bill, finally got a job (and possibly 2 more offers on the way), and came home tonight to find an eviction notice from the sheriff. meaning, i can be tossed on the street at any moment. i finally start working and now i’m going to be homeless. i have to call my apt people tomorrow and beg them to try to work with me. i have nowhere to go. well, i have a friend an hr north of here, but not having a car, that would put a damper on working. it took me 3mths to find these jobs. the last thing i want to do is start looking again. and, i’ve started making some good friends in the city. i don’t want to leave.
on to a happier topic. bill came out last weekend. i was nervous. it had been 2 1/2mths since i’d seen him and our relationship had made some major developments. but, as soon as i saw him at baggage claim, the fears were cast aside and i was beyond happy. i hugged him forever. i heard someone once say “you don’t know how much you miss someone until you see them”. i thought i knew how much i missed him, but i was wrong. amazingly enough, i missed him even more! we spent Friday downtown for a couple drinks. after i started to get a little tipsy, i confessed about my relationship with jon (not in great detail!). a part of me felt guilty and needed to get it off my chest. he was ok with it. after all, we weren’t in a relationship at the time. saturday we went to my favorite breakfast place and then up into the mountains. it was a gorgeous day. one thing i love about him, there is never an ‘awkward silence’. that boy can talk more than anyone you’ve ever met…lol it’s almost impossible to get a word in edgewise. and he’s so funny! always making me laugh. he actually reminds me of Chandler on ‘Friends’ because he cracks a lot of jokes when he gets nervous or uncomfortable. that night we went to dinner. sunday we went downtown to a sports bar to watch football. i had some massive p.m.s going on, so i was a bit irritable, but we ended up having a great time. i knew i was going to cry when he left, but i wasn’t prepared for my reaction (i’m sure the beer and pms did not help the situation). we were barely in the car and the tears started flowing. by the time we got to the airport, i was pretty much hysterical. we ended up getting there late, so there wasn’t much time for goodbye. i told him i loved him and hoped he’d make the decision to move out here. he told me he loved me and not to worry so much. as he was riding the escalator down, he turned around and told me he loved me again. i’m sure everyone in the airport thought i was nuts because i was crying so hard. i found the nearest bar, plopped myself down and cried into a beer. eventually i figured i should catch the shuttle home and cried the whole way. on the walk to my apt, i stopped and got some beer and chinese food. i came home, ate, drank, and cried until i passed out. all in all i’d say i cried about 6-7hrs. it’s very emotionally draining.
i actually feel pretty positive about the situation. a part of me will be surprised if he actually gets the balls to move out here, but a part of me wouldn’t be. i know he loves me and we have a great time together. he is good at handling my neurosis and neither one of us ever knows what’s going to come out of the other’s mouth. keeps things interesting. we have great chemistry and he’s coming along in the affection department. just hearing him say ‘i love you’ in person was enough to melt my heart because i know how difficult it is for him to say it. i told him i’d give him some time to think about things. i don’t expect him to make a decision a couple days after being out here. but, i also told him i can’t wait forever. i need to know if he is going to work towards getting out here. if he isn’t, then i need to learn to move on.
a couple weeks ago, i had an interesting text conversation with jon. he’s such an immature asshole, it isn’t even worth giving him the time to talk about it. i’m just glad he is out of my life and i didn’t fuck things up with bill over him.
so like i said, i’ve started making some good friends out here. i also started working. things were finally starting to look up and now i have this eviciton mess. will it ever end?? seems like i take 1 step forward and 5 steps back.
i’ll really try to be better about keeping up with this. seems like i go through phases. what i really need to do is start putting it down in book format and get that going…who knows? it could be the claim to fame i’ve been waiting for!