Canadian Tuxedo Optional (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} michaelpop) wrote,@ 2008-01-22 12:38:00 |
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Happiness, more or less.
Shoot, January's almost over? But I haven't even posted about Christmas or New Year's! Raise your hand if you want old and/or redundant news! *crickets* Oh. Well, regardless, I need to step up my posting game, so here goes.
You probably know by now that Lindsey spent the holidays with me -- 17 amazing days that flew by -- vacationing in my apartment and generally being a kept woman. Unfortunately, I wasn't on vacation, so getting out of bed to go to work each morning was rough; blowing this joint at 6pm on the dot Flintstones-style and racing home to see her was by far the highlight of my work days. I mean, there were lots of other highlights, too. I thought we maintained a nice balance of social engagements and quiet, alone-time.
You might've already seen all the pictures, but if not, Lindsey took hundreds of them while she was out here. In no particular order, there was my friends' post-Christmas gift-exchange/poker party at my place, which was SO MUCH FUN, save for the fender bender I got into when I went across the street to pick up pizza. [Additional photographic documentation provided by April and Jose can be found here and here.]
We also got serenaded by Thai Elvis and went to karaoke for Jose's big 3-0 birthday happy celebration fun times.
But before all of that, there was Elan and John's [winter holiday] [dinner party].
And squeezed somewhere in between all of that we went dancing, and celebrated some holidays, among other things.
Obviously, having a live-in girlfriend for 17 days = pretty awesome. I was slightly worried that by the end of our time together we'd be sick of each other and I'd be pulling up to the airport and dropping her off at the curb and hightailing it home, but oddly enough, it was the opposite of that. I was all sad to see her go! I guess that's a "good sign" as far as our "future potential" is concerned. Whew! She'll be back to visit, and then be here permanently soon enough, but all that time together totally spoiled us. Now that she's gone, living solo has kind of lost its appeal. Sure, everything I do is still fun and I'm content, but it'd be more fun with her.
At the moment, our long-distance dating schedule looks like this: She'll be out here again in a little over two weeks, and then again three weeks after that. Then three weeks after that I'll be making a trip out to Jacksonville, and two weeks after that it'll be time for my semi-annual jaunt to High Point, NC, and she'll be coming up to visit me then. So that takes us through April. By the time May rolls around, we'll be gearing up for her big cross-country move. So things are in motion, and we're both really, really happy and completely smitten all that good stuff. We just closed the book on our first six months together, and we couldn't be more in love.
Hm. The more I think about it, I really should try and enjoy my last few months of living alone. I want to say that EVERY WEEKEND FROM NOW ON IS A BACHELOR PARTY WOO HOOO but I know that's not realistic. I do want to make the most of the next six months, though. We'll see what happens.
Shoot, January's almost over? But I haven't even posted about Christmas or New Year's! Raise your hand if you want old and/or redundant news! *crickets* Oh. Well, regardless, I need to step up my posting game, so here goes.You probably know by now that Lindsey spent the holidays with me -- 17 amazing days that flew by -- vacationing in my apartment and generally being a kept woman. Unfortunately, I wasn't on vacation, so getting out of bed to go to work each morning was rough; blowing this joint at 6pm on the dot Flintstones-style and racing home to see her was by far the highlight of my work days. I mean, there were lots of other highlights, too. I thought we maintained a nice balance of social engagements and quiet, alone-time.
You might've already seen all the pictures, but if not, Lindsey took hundreds of them while she was out here. In no particular order, there was my friends' post-Christmas gift-exchange/poker party at my place, which was SO MUCH FUN, save for the fender bender I got into when I went across the street to pick up pizza. [Additional photographic documentation provided by April and Jose can be found here and here.]
We also got serenaded by Thai Elvis and went to karaoke for Jose's big 3-0 birthday happy celebration fun times.
But before all of that, there was Elan and John's [winter holiday] [dinner party].
And squeezed somewhere in between all of that we went dancing, and celebrated some holidays, among other things.
Obviously, having a live-in girlfriend for 17 days = pretty awesome. I was slightly worried that by the end of our time together we'd be sick of each other and I'd be pulling up to the airport and dropping her off at the curb and hightailing it home, but oddly enough, it was the opposite of that. I was all sad to see her go! I guess that's a "good sign" as far as our "future potential" is concerned. Whew! She'll be back to visit, and then be here permanently soon enough, but all that time together totally spoiled us. Now that she's gone, living solo has kind of lost its appeal. Sure, everything I do is still fun and I'm content, but it'd be more fun with her.
At the moment, our long-distance dating schedule looks like this: She'll be out here again in a little over two weeks, and then again three weeks after that. Then three weeks after that I'll be making a trip out to Jacksonville, and two weeks after that it'll be time for my semi-annual jaunt to High Point, NC, and she'll be coming up to visit me then. So that takes us through April. By the time May rolls around, we'll be gearing up for her big cross-country move. So things are in motion, and we're both really, really happy and completely smitten all that good stuff. We just closed the book on our first six months together, and we couldn't be more in love.
Hm. The more I think about it, I really should try and enjoy my last few months of living alone. I want to say that EVERY WEEKEND FROM NOW ON IS A BACHELOR PARTY WOO HOOO but I know that's not realistic. I do want to make the most of the next six months, though. We'll see what happens.
