Moving... Again

I sit here,

typing and surfing
when I should be packing
boxes and boxes and boxes
I have only a few days til
I have to leave
to start my new job.
I wish I had more
motivation
and I guess I am
as always
procrastinating

I can visualize
myself in my new place
working at my dream job

now I just have to
realize it
and start packing
so I am off

to pack

right after I eat breakfast...

My Dream Job

Doors are opening and life is incredible

I have been offered my dream job

and I am very excited about it. 

Of course there is so much going on right now

that it is difficult for others to get excited

with me, 

when his car was totaled by his nephew

the night before I got the job offer. 

So I have been doing the happy dance for 

over 5 days, and getting more excited by the minute.

I will be moving back to the Alamo City

and I am excited about that

My Man says he will be moving with me

as was the plan regardless of where my next job took me.

I have been cautious and not certain he will move.

However, the last few days, with our trip to meet 

his family (parents, siblings, youngest daughter)

in a very fine Yankee State full of history of our nation, 

looming and the excitement growing

he has talked of not much else but our move.

His spirits are high, and so are mine.

Have I told you I got my dream job?

Have I told you how excited I am?

Now I have to go pack for our two week 

trip "home" to yankeeville.

Men, Sand and Oceans

I try my best to understand men.

Especially the one I have in my life. 

Just when I think I have a handle on it

He makes it clear I am mistaken

What I know and understand about men

in general, not just one man

could easily fill a grain of sand

with no overflow or spillage.

What I don't understand about men

is as wide and deep as the Ocean Blue.

Why do you write things in third person?

So you can say you didn't mean you?

Why do you lash out, apologize and then let us stew

and say you apologized so it is done, finished, over?

When I am still reeling and hurt, and the apology was like

a side note. 

I really don't understand.

How do I believe you love me

when you say I think too much

and I ask too many questions

and you aren't always in the mood to kiss. 

I do that, when with a guy I don't really love

and have to muster the strength to stand a kiss.

I ask questions to better understand you.

I think of everything going on and the paths it can all take

because I want to be prepared. 

Prepared to respond positively in any situation, 

and if caught off guard, I won't be. 

Yes, that ocean of MeNotUnderstandingMen

is a vast, wild body of water

and I am not sure I will ever sail it's waters 

from the IWantToKnow Shore to the 

ShoreOf Understanding

but I have the determination to put my skiff in the water

and hope the sea doesn't swallow me up.

A Look Back

Summer is finally here

I am crawling out of my cave

after losing my mom last October

and all the other shit going on in my life. 

I took some time this morning to go back and read

some of my early posts. 

I am glad I wrote them and that they are here. 

I have missed writing and think it is time

to get back to it. 

I have also been introduced to another medium

as an outlet for my rants, thoughts and bright ideas

and have been posting some there as well. 

It is amazing what all is out there now

to share your thoughts and ideas with others. 

When my mind has cleared a bit and a glorious idea has come

I will return. 

When You Least Expect It

A man walked in

A man walked into

A man walked into my life



and I hope he never walks out.



I didn't expect it

I didn't see it coming

I thought it would be

a fun filled weekend

at the beach

with a newly met companion

at the pirate bar

that would end when the weekend ended



he had other ideas

he wanted to see where things would go

he called me his girlfriend two weeks later



and this month,

this month

he asked me to move

he asked me to move in with him

he asked me to move

to another town to live with him...



It was a big decision

a difficult decision

because I wanted to make sure

I wanted to make sure

it was the best decision

for me

for him

for us...





so this summer,

I am moving again

to live with a man

a man I am falling in love with

and I am looking forward

to us
to us....
building a life together