Yesterday morning, I gave Rob my final decision. I'm sticking to the game plan and moving to Boston with him.
Then this morning (apologies in advance to any male readers who may consider this TMI), I received my monthly "visit." As if the Zodiac weren't an adequate excuse for last week's confusion (I'm a Gemini to boot), I now have my ovaries to blame as well. Yay, PMS!
As frustrating as last week was, though, I'm actually very grateful for the doubts I experienced (albeit briefly) before making up my mind. Back in May, when Rob first asked if I would move with him this winter, I agreed almost automatically. In fact, I answered so quickly that he thought I'd misunderstood his question. I was still very much infatuated with him. Now that deeper feelings have begun to form between us and I've more thoroughly considered what I want, not only from this relationship but from life in general; I feel better prepared to overcome whatever obstacles we may encounter, both individually and as a couple, as the result of taking this step.
So, yeah, crisis over. At least for now. Here's to working my ass off for the next two months trying to save enough money for the move! And ya know what? I'm totally psyched.
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