Living with two guys (despite their sexual preferences) is wearing on me, especially when I come home to a sink full of dishes everyday. So, after a mild expression of my frustrations Friday, B took me out, away from my troubles at home.
We wined and dined together, even running into my friend L, who I had dinner with the night before. We spent the night together, and the next morning, post-grocery run, B made me breakfast. I rushed off to a yoga class and continued my afternoon in a superior, productive mood.
Later that evening I met up with B and a few of his friends. I enjoyed meeting two of the musicians from the previous weekend's jazz ensemble and experienced a very drunk B for the first time....Not sure how much I loved that, but I'm sure I'm not a whole lot better. I stayed over again, because for now our time together is only weekends, and next weekend he'll be home.
We woke up, got bagels, and went for a long walk in the dreary Sunday, stay-all-day-in-bed weather. As we talked about my dream dog (I saw one earlier in the week) and the beautiful Victorian homes we'd like to own one day, I realized just how much I like this guy. I can verify he likes me back, but now the challenge is making these feelings last.
Hope the rain doesn't wash it all away, but for now my feelings are here to stay...
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