Here I was…all set to have a relaxing, if not slightly sad, weekend to myself.
The Ankle Biter is with his mom this weekend visiting her father. I was planning on taking a drive to see my folks on Saturday. Then after having a hot web-date with Sunshine, I’d relax on Sunday while waiting for a phone call from The Rugrat.
While at work today, Sunshine made the suggestion of me driving to see her on Saturday after visiting my folks…even if just for the night. I was concerned about finances…which really sucks but it’s been a reality for me since I went from a dual-income to a single income over two years ago. The good news is that I’m not in debt anymore. The bad news is that I scrape by and find it extremely difficult to build any type of savings at the moment.
I got home from work and was enjoying supper with The Ankle Biter. I looked at my TweetDeck and noticed the following Direct Message:
I totally understood. Even if for one night, it just didn’t make a ton of sense to spend $75 on gas…especially when we were going to see each other in just 12 days for an amazing 5-day encounter.
I told her that, while not ideal, we’d manage the two weeks until we next saw each other. Then she sent another message:
Right. Okay…I got it. I felt the same way.
So I let her know that it’d be okay and that we’d have a fun online date on Saturday to make up for things.
THEN THIS SHOWED UP…
Ummm…ARE YOU KIDDING ME????
She, apparently, had been secretly plotting this all afternoon. I must admit…she had me hook, line, and sinker. LOVE her for that.
So a couple of things immediately popped into my head:
- Is she ready to meet my parents? I’m visiting them on Saturday morning. Now, I haven’t really blogged a lot about my parents. Trust me…there is a LOT to blog about when it comes to our relationship. At the end of the day, I think that they’re still not yet over my ex-wife. That’s kinda weird to say, but I think it’s true. So while they’d be polite to Sunshine, I don’t think they’re ready yet. They need to know that what I share with her isn’t just a passing fancy…that she’s the real deal and that we’ve got something special that’s worth fighting for. So patience is required there.
- OMG…I need to clean my house!!! Yeah…this one is kinda important to me. The last thing I need is a tumbleweed blowing into the bedroom during the heat of passion.
Needless to say, I’m one happy camper right now. I close my eyes and picture her here with me on a nightly basis, so to be able to hold her in my arms again is jsut a feeling that can’t adequately be described.
Umm…does this describe it?
No…that doesn’t quite do it. Especially not with THAT person.
What about this??
Close, but not quite…
TOTALLY the wrong gif there!!! What the effin’ crap???
Okay…that’ll just have to do.