So my boo bear is still coming home and at first, I wasn't planning on seeing him. Lol, actually, it's not my decision at all actually. It's his call. But in any case, he comes home on a Thursday and I'm leaving on a Saturday. I just booked my ticket and it dawned on me, it would be really nice for someone to take me to the airport. He, theoretically, would be the perfect choice. My flight leaves at 5:50am which to him would be something like 10 am, so he probably wouldn't be sleeping well anyway.
But all of this means I have to see him. Which, for some reason, I feel more calm about. I was freakin' out there for a while. But since I made that decision, I've grown alot...and suffered alot. And while it might not be a good idea to see him one last time, this may also be the last time I ever see him. Lol, but I'm sooooo nervous. I'm afraid he'll give me that cold detached look that he did over Skype. But I've lived through it once and I think I can do it again.
Besides, it saves me about a hundred bucks! I know, it's a small amount while potentially setting me back months of emotional healing, but it would be a nice reprieve since I'm spending so much money on this friggin' trip.
More'n likely, my Mr. Baggins feels so guilty he won't go for this plan at all. Lol, poor guy. I feel so bad for him. I never thought I would love someone like him...now I can't believe I'm going through this. But things "are what they are"...unless you change it. :)
“I’m the one asking you the questions, Lorna.”
2 years ago
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