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Good morning! I can't remember the last time I updated this thing this early (if I have at all). One of mom's sisters came by this morning and the dog went nuts, so who needs an alarm clock when you have a paranoid and very vocal toy poodle? Also, my allergies are in high gear, so sleeping isn't exactly a breeze. I'm fresh out of allergy medicine, so I know I'll be spending quality time in the drug store staring at the Wall O' Medicine.
I hate having allergies, but the only plus I'm finding right now is when I answer the phone. Most people -- and mostly people I'm related to -- think I sound like Mom when I answer the phone. About a year ago I had a really long conversation with one of my aunts before I realized she thought I was Mom. And here I thought she just wanted to talk to me!
Neither Mom nor I can figure out how we sound alike. We don't hear it. At least now there's a slight chance people can tell us apart: my voice has dropped half an octave no thanks to all the pollen in the air.
In other news, I really hit it off with DBF. He's coming up on Sunday, and I so can't wait! My main worry is my mother, who still doesn't know about him. I'm thinking of sucking it up and having her meet DBF. I don't want to sneak around, I don't want DBF to feel like I'm hiding him. Honesty is better than nothing and even though a little voice in my head is currently yelling at me, I think I'd rather be honest with Mom and deal with her criticism than have deception bite me in the ass later.
I can't believe how at ease I already feel with DBF. We talked until 2 a.m. that first night. I told him all about C and my other ex and how Mom is controlling (L filled him in a little on the Mom part already). He said he's willing to take this as slow as I need to, be patient and understanding, and that when I'm ready he'll meet my parents. He's saying all the right words and I so appreciate it. I want this to be done right, I want this to work.
I seriously haven't stopped smiling since we met. I feel like I'm in middle school again. But in that good, happy way.
Since DBF is coming up, I need to get some work out of the way so I can spend time with him guilt-free. I hate the end of the semester. Only 2 weeks left, then finals (and then a couple days off before summer session starts). Paper due in Shakespeare, need to fix one for Class Management, read some articles for Class Management, start reading for Shakespeare, and start reading for Foundations of Ed. Good thing I don't have classes today!
Now I need to hunt down some breakfast. I'm starving!
One happy kitty,
Thanks for reading,
Ter
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