With a lot of time being focused on my seminar, I've not been able to stay at Mr. Nick's as often as I used to. It was a wonderful feeling hanging out with him last night and waking up next to him this morning.

Oh, we did have a blowup on the weekend. We were back to rehashing the same issues, and I realised the focus was turning to piddley details and forgetting the big picture. I had hung up on him and then called him on his work phone (since he turned off his phone). Then he hung up on me and turned off the work phone, too. So I drove over to his place. I was tired of the BS and felt like I needed to say something. I had no idea if he was going to tell me to leave or if I was going to grab my things.

But on the way there, I decided that I was tired of the moaning and groaning, and I was tired of allowing myself to feel like crap and blaming it on his actions. So I decided very clearly that I choose happiness. For the last while, I had been choosing unhappiness, and I really didn't have to. So I told him I was grateful he was in my life and that I was tired of arguing about the same stuff all the time and getting nowhere. I told him I just wanted to let go of the negative baggage and forget about it and start fresh. He said he was grateful that I was in his life and that he wanted happiness, too. Then I went home. Good thing, too, because I left the oven on. Something told me to not stay even though I would have, otherwise.

So, we are good. I am going to allow myself to experience happiness with this new outlook on our relationship.

Anyway, I forgot to pack underwear. I wore my emergency pair and then ...well...I had none left.

And roasted chickpeas are REALLY good!!