Fairly quiet weekend. And I think I finally figured some stuff out, which is nice…

Friday we got out of work early, thank god. Went to the gap to see if they had any good stuff on sale and lo and behold, someone had returned two bras to the store there! That was cool because they don’t sell GapBody stuff here, you have to order it online if you want to get it in Omaha. So I totally scored there, and I also bought this corduroy miniskirt.

Went home, and the boy was going to be out playing with his highschool friends that night, so I ate with the family and settled in for a quiet evening. Fell asleep for an hour and a half trying to read an article about art dealers. I’m so uncultured. Also, I got to talk to Michelle (who said I am fabulous! See why I love her?) and Ginger online for HOURS, which was really cool. We caught up on a lot of things and just generally talked about stuff. Boy called about 12:30 and said they were done playing and did I want to come over. Since I had slept for so long earlier I wasn’t tired so I decided to go over there.

We decided to open a bottle of wine and were laying on the couch talking about my bizarre law school/life dilemma. I explained the whole thing to him, and he listened and was cool about everything, and said that he and (he thought) everyone else would support my decision to do whatever I had to do. I am not going to finish my law school applications this winter. I just can’t do it, I don’t have the drive in me right now to explain in 800 words or less why I want to go to law school, because currently my only reason is because I don’t want to die in Omaha.

That’s not a good reason.

So I’m going to think about school some more, and concentrate on paying off my debts and getting into a better financial place. Am hoping that either Ginger or KellyRae can teach me how to budget. So anyway, that conversation about school moved to a conversation about what I’m going to do with my living situation, and basically I am not going to make it more than a few months in my parent’s basement. So I said I figured that I would look for an apartment starting in May probably, and that I guessed that I would have to find another roommate.

And he kind of stammered around it, but eventually got out that he wanted to know if I would consider living with him this summer. I told him that if things were still going as well as they are now, I thought that would probably be a good idea, and the color came back to his face and we had a nice discussion about each of our living habits and whatnot. He’s a good one, kids. Mos def a keeper. So that was great, but because of all this conversating, we didn’t go to bed until 4 am. That was not so great because I woke up Saturday at 8:30, god knows why.

Saturday had breakfast, putzed around here for a bit, hung out with Danielle and did some shopping, then made salmon for Curt, Chad, Katrina and I. We had tons of wine and played chess and talked and talked and it was a lot of fun.

Tonight I am alone because the boys are playing again. I should be paying bills and figuring out a budget on my own, but see I’m not capable of doing that I don’t think. Sigh. Oh well. Should finish the laundry at least.

Wow. He wants to live with me, and I want to live with him. He loves me, and I love him. Such simple things, but there is a lot behind them. Wow.