Sometimes, I can’t take it.
TheBoyfriend: “As much as this might freak you out, there are a lot of times where I wish we could just live together.”
Cue discussion about how it doesn’t freak me out, that I’ve thought about it, that at some point in the future, yes, I do want to live together (isn’t that where relationships are supposed to head for?), and that while I wish it could be, it’s not going to be anytime soon. We’re, luckily, completely on the same page. Except for location, but we’ll get there.
My entire half hour break consisted of this discussion. I’m freaked out about taking the trains at 11pm - 1am, and he’s freaked out for me, but neither of us wants to skip a weekend. We’ve gotten too spoiled. Another of his quotes, “I’m worried and I want you to be completely safe, but I really just selfishly want you here.” Guh. So leaning towards still going.
Other than that, I ate horribly today. Why? Because I still didn’t eat on my break so I’m ready to binge on something (I’m not going to, but if I was, I’d so be ready!). And I didn’t even have that much before work. I think it’s because I need to go grocery shopping. I have no bananas and that makes me sad because I love them and want them all the time, so I get “not hungry” when I realize I have no bananas… I’m gonna stop rambling about bananas.
My legs ache. This Slim in 6 DVD is killing me with it’s squats and lunges. Add those to a seven hour shift on my feet the entire time. I collapsed once I walked through my door.
I shall now go eat (I hate eating this late), lay down, and watch the new episode of Doctor Who.
