long story, but I’ve been up a good part of the night.
Another relationship bits the dust and my friends are all breaking apart.
It serves as a friendly reminder to appreciate what I have. Oh it’s not that I’m saying Sir and I have the perfect relationship, but for us it seems to work.
There are times I get blue and lonely and that’s when I start getting….for lack of a better word paranoid. I will have those crazy doubts creep up, but at the end of the day, I trust him. I trust that if he meets someone new or plays with anyone, he will tell me. I’m coming across so many relationships that the communication sucks and the honesty is just not there.
There are still times I miss a more traditional relationship. The coming home to someone, the sharing of responsibilities. The living life as a team part. Not the rest. My analytical brain knows I generally do better on my own. Meaning, my house is calmer, I may not have a savings, but my bills are paid on time…..well almost (damn I was supposed to send one out this morning).
Crap I’ve been interrupted so many times…. I don’t even know where I was going with this.