Oh my Jeeze.
I moved in. I don’t have all of my items here, but they will be next weekend. But I am here with the intention of staying. Looking for a job. Ugh, I hate the interview process. I hate making myself sound important or just fluffed up. Last night I took the dog out, then came right back in because I wanted Bf to look at the clouds. I called to him and he came out looking all worried and expecting trouble. Then he saw the clouds and I went on with the dog and he finished up dinner. When I got back inside he apologized. He said he didn’t mean to make that face and I just startled him. He went on to explain that he hasn’t lived with anyone since his brothers so if he is out of control or not sharing well or over reacting to just let him know. Bf has a tendency to over explain himself. I suppose I would rather deal with that than someone who doesn’t take the time to explain at all. So I simply accepted his apology and encouraged him to just keep the communication lines open and flowing.
Even though he is the second Bf I will be living with it feel more like the first due to the maturity level. I was just 18 the first time and since he had lived with my family for about a year the transition was easy and it was more like a sibling relationship. Because so much has changed since then and because I love this man so much everything feels like taking the first step.
Bonus points; since I have consistent internets now I can possibly start back on my prompt writings and hone my creative writing skills back up.