I feel like I've been on vacation. A really great vacation, but tomorrow it's back to "real" life. Tomorrow morning he's off to see his kids for the weekend and when he returns it's to his own apartment. I'm a little sad. I'm a little apprehensive.
"Enjoy the bubble, enjoy the bubble."
It'll work out, or it won't work out. I hope it does!! But either way, I'm glad it happened. I'd been alone for so long, become so set in my ways, so protective of "my" space, that I'd really begun to believe that I was no longer capable of letting someone in. But now I think maybe I am. It just has to be the right someone.
That's good to know.
Have a great, long Labor Day weekend, everyone. I'll see you on the flip side. And I'll tell you all about the lesbian wedding on Monday. Heh.