This was my day.
I told Matthew last night that I was taking him on a date, but I didn’t tell him where “we” were going. This morning, I messaged him on FaceBook and asked him if he was ready for our date.
I narrated my actions for him, and he replied with the actions he would’ve made, were he actually with me, instead of halfway around the world. I sent him pictures of outfits I was thinking about wearing, and he helped me choose one. We had a little free time between my getting ready and when Autumn and Dom showed up to meet us, so we occupied the time by messing around (well, by talking about how we would mess around).
When Autumn and Dom got to the house, I asked Matthew if he was ready to meet Dom for the first time, and when he said yes, I started a group message on FaceBook and introduced them to each other. They all messaged each other on the ride as I drove I our “secret location”.
When we got there, I sent him a picture of the welcome sign to the Peach Festival so he would know where we took him. We walked around and looked at the vendor’s tents, listening to the bands that were playing on stage. We were hungry, so we went straight to the food vendors to compare prices. After we got our food, we sat down and ate, then walked around some more.
We listened to one of the bands for a little bit, then headed back to the car. On the way back home, we saw the cutest, smallest library ever. We decided to try and look find the abandoned house that I discovered a few years ago. Just when I was thinking that I was going in the wrong direction, I found the landmark I was looking for. We made the trek to the abandoned house. It was still largely the same as the last time Autumn and I went there, which I really liked, because that means that it’s still a secret spot.
We didn’t stay too long. After we left, we stopped by Sarah’s, a fruit and vegetable roadside stand, because Autumn wanted some ice cream. I didn’t get any, but I busied myself watching a little female finch. She was hopping around, away from me, but not flying away, as if she really didn’t want me to get too close to her, but she also really didn’t want to have to fly away. At first, I was worried that she was hurt, but then I saw her fly.
After Autumn got her ice cream, we made our way back home. Matthew “talked” to me while I cleaned my room a little bit. He said he enjoyed our date. I told him it wasn’t over yet, that we still had dinner to go to. A little while later, Grandmama took us out to dinner at Bobby’s BBQ. It’s my favorite barbecue place.
We went back home, and even though I had a pretty good day overall, I just really started missing Matthew too much.
I’m trying not to miss him too much. I wanted to “take him on a date” to try and make him feel good, but it ended up making me feel worse because today was such a good day, and I just want him with me so badly. So I don’t want to focus on the sadness that I’m feeling right now. I had a good day, and I did something special for my boy, and these are the pictures from this day.
I hate that so many of the girls that I went to high school with are pregnant/have children, because I’ve wanted babies for years, and I’m just so jealous.
But then I look at their situations and realize that none of them went to/finished/are in college, and none of them have a job that they can make a career out of, and remind myself that I’m being smart, and that I love my future babies enough to hold off having them until I’m able to care for them financially without having to struggle or do without certain things.
It doesn’t make me any less jealous, but it makes me feel that my decision to wait is the right one.
Missing my boy.
But we’re halfway there.
Cut a tomato for the first time today, and I felt like one of those idiots in the knife infomercials.
If you ever feel too insecure to talk to someone you like because you think it “probably won’t work out”, just remember that I asked a guy to get a lost tampon out of my snatch on the second night we met, and we’ve been dating for almost a year now.
But seriously, I might go back once school starts if I want/need the money.
Got a new summer job today, so I’m quitting Krispy Kreme after Saturday. I called my manager and told her. She called back a little later and offered me a management position at $9.50/hour, and told me that I was welcome back whenever.
Can I just say that my sweet boy tried to find a petting zoo that has red foxes so that I could play with them because he knows how badly I want one? And can I also mention the fact that he did this while he’s all the way over in Afghanistan?
In which I threaten to use Google to find out if Arya dies because my rotten boy didn’t want to tell me.