Day 3

It's Saturday. I am so looking forward to sleeping in! vrrrrrrrbbbb. That is my phone vibrating. At 6:03 am. On a SATURFREAKING DAY. I am about to go postal, but BB & T had already woken me up, so I grogily unlock the phone and see a text that said good morning/ good night. This sweet boy from lunch texted me when he made it safely home, just so I would have a sweet message to wake up to. Huh? Who is this?

I fall back asleep- do my Saturday stuff and you have again made plans with me. This time- at your house. Huh? You own your own house? Is this real life (again)? And I am just as naseous as I was about lunch- but this time, I really feel like I could vomit. Crap- I think I really might. One of the two. But I get pretty- and I actually feel pretty- I make the trek to your house and I am praying the entire time. God- what do you want me to do? Is this right? Oh what am I doing?

I love how you are staking out the road and just let me pass right on by. Ps- thanks for the AWESOME directions. Cause that road you live on, doesnt exist to the Crave's GPS. :( Embarrasing point #11 I am sure. Here it goes. I get out and there you are. With those big arms waiting just for me. I dont know what these feelings are, but I like them. I feel like this is right, and real, and I am really happy. Like- everyone at work knew that I was excited about the date and it showed. The date went awesome and I was even happier- scared, but happy. Today I am super excited to meet your pups and be alone with you again. PS- I still dont believe you about that lil pup Pee-Wee. I didnt even get a growl. I think you are a liar. But I have called you that before ;)

This. This time. Whooooooa. I am pretty sure that we couldve just talked the entire night. Wait. That IS what we did. Like....I was with you awake and saw the sunset on the drive back home from Kroger- and I was in your arms watching the sunrise on Sunday. Huh? Did I really just stay up and pull an all-nighter for a GUY and not a PAPER? Did I grow up or is this a dream? I don't remember half the stuff we talked about- so dont fault me- but I do know that I loved every second of it. Talking about what you wanted in a girl, your job (and to see you get excited about it, that blesses my heart), and everything else- was so fun. Granted- I felt like a walking pile of wet laundry the next day- but it didnt even matter. You do realize we stayed up a really long time dont you? And it wasnt forced and it wasnt something I had to beg for. You just did it. You wanted me there and made every step possible to keep me there. I can tell you this: on this day: I woke up in your arms on a comfy couch- and decided in that moment while you were asleep- that THIS is what I wanted. To wake up IN THE ARMS of someone who couldnt sleep without holding on to me.

I actually got to wake up with you twice- since I crashed on the bed. Zombies have to die sometime, you know? I leave for church and these are my thoughts: process them:

whatjusthappenedohmygoshdidireallyspendthenightwithaguyidontevenknowdidhereallycookdinner withmeanddoeshereallylivethiscleanandcrap. hesmelledmymorningbreathandsawmewithnomakeupandstillwantedtohugmeheevensaidthathewashappythiscantberealife

crapcrapcrapcrapcrapwhatamidoingdoideservethisisthisokwhatissoandsogoingtosay-wait. stop. the. bus. soandsodumpedme-it is HIGH time I started living in the happy and not in the crappy.

I just want you to know- this was the best night I have had in a LONG TIME. Like years. I hope we can do this again. It felt so right- so real- and so perfect.