Life is GOOD

I'm so happy now. I'm honestly happier than I've been in a long, long time ... probably since I was with my high school boyfriend. I mean ... I have been happy other times since then, but I wasn't really ME while I was happy before. Does that even make sense? Ah well.

Anyway ... yeah. I'm very happy with the way things are right now. I've been spending every day over at Richard's, because Aden's still had a bit of a fever until today, so it's just been easier for me to come over here. It means that Richard is okay with seeing me and talking to me again ... at least for now ... so I'm happy with that. He's trying to put more effort into being civil, and I appreciate it.

And obviously things are going well with good ol' "Work Guy", as he's so fondly become. More people are starting to find out about us at work, and I love their reactions. The general consensus seems to be that people are surprised and they didn't see it coming, but that we look very good together. It makes me SO happy to hear that people think we're good together! And people can tell how happy I am too. I mean, I wasn't exactly unhappy at work before ... but they can tell there's a difference now. Before, I was happy because I was at work and away from my problems at home. Now, I'm just happy in general! Every day!

But ... we had a talk the other day, about how he'd really like to leave here eventually ... and sooner than later. It was a really frustrating talk, and I was honestly scared he was going to end things right there. BUT we talked about it, and we both agreed that a little bit of time together to be really happy is better than no time at all, even if we end up getting hurt in the end. He keeps saying that if, when he's ready to leave, he thinks it will hurt him too much to leave me, he won't. The last thing I want to do is keep him here unhappy, but I'm not going to push him away either. I want him to be happy with whatever he's doing, of course.

Anyway ... enough of that, it doesn't matter. Let's see ... what else can I talk about?

Oh! Work! Work is going fabulously! I am finally doing a good job as a cashier, and the managers are all noticing. I'm getting pats on the back basically every shift. So, because I have been doing so well (and better every day), I asked for more shifts. And you know what? I GOT THEM. I've got FIVE shifts next week. FIVE! I'm ecsatic about it! And as long as I keep up the good work, I'll continue to have a lot of shifts.

GO ME!