Well, those of you that follow me on Twitter knew that I was leaving my phone home today so D could call a lady back about an interview. Well. It went very well, and they’re sending him the paperwork so he can finish the criminal check and do a drug test. Both of which he will pass, as he’s clean and has no criminal record. So. He basically has a job!! WOOT the fucking WOOT!! 😀 It’s part time, doing product demos but… it pays more than I make. And it’s a job! Fuck yea!!! Plus, it’s really close to home. 🙂
So, that was quite nice. Today at work I was pretty bored and ended up revamping the note card game a bit. I re-worked some that we already had and have pretty much doubled the amount of cards in the game. WOOT! I’m excited to use them again now with the added ones. I’d added a ton of more positions and different things, included more toys, things of that nature.
When I got home from work today I came home to D cooking supper. Stir fry with steak. And ooh my god it was good… yummy veggies…killer sauce…the steak was just perfect…oh gods it was good…So, I made desert. 🙂 Baked apples. YUMMY!
I love baked apples, they’re so yummy and healthy. It’s been quite a while since I’ve made them, so I hope that D likes them and that I didn’t fuck them up lol
The biggest part of my night however was talking to my mom. She called tonight and for whatever reason my phone went straight to voice mail. So, I called her back and we talked. I had to spin a bit of a tale about how and why I have ended up moving in with D, but it’s all the truth. Only a little bit..exaggerated.
She says that she’s absorbed the fact that D is Mulatto. I hope that’s true. Throughout our conversation I stressed the fact that I’m 28 years old, and that I can deal with things. When they happen, I handle them. I do what needs to be done to fix it, get over it, or whatever. My mom is the type of person who doesn’t fight or flight, she freezes. Pretty much goes into “sleep” mode, if you know what I mean. Me? I deal. I cope with whatever is going on in whatever manner deals with it best.
She said a lot of the “I just can’t imagine how you…” stuff. How could I live without a car. How could I move in with D. How can I make it without cable tv, etc. She said that she just wants so much for me… which really does make me melt. But I very calmly and reasonably said “but what about what I want? Not having a car IS what I want. So I don’t have the stress of what’s this noise, etc etc.” I made it clear to her that I would take no responsibility if she is up all night worrying about random “what if’s”.
Then she asks what will happen when we have our first fight and D kicks me out. Well, I countered with what if we already had our first fight? We only sort of have. We had a disagreement. We got over it. I honestly don’t even remember what it was. But, I was also clear with her that we’ve discussed this all. We are adults and we act as such. (Despite the fact that we frequently laugh at our farts and rate our burps.. LOL)
In the end she just said that I do seem happy and that I’m dealing with what’s going on. I’ve got it all handled. I said that yes I do. If I can’t deal with shit at my age I have problems. She agreed. She said she won’t worry about things anymore. I don’t believe her. But. The conversation is over. She’s accepted my boyfriend is half black. She’s begun accepting that I’m living with him, that our relationship is not short term, it is not temporary. Thank. Gods. For. Small. Miracles. I told her more than once that I love her.
I am SO GLAD that conversation is over! Gods am I glad!!! I am also so thankful for D’s job. He is still looking for another part time one, but it’s not the “omigod need 3 days ago” situation that we were in before.
Anyway, I’m gonna actually get off the computer now for a while.. I’ve got this annoying not quite painful headache and I’m really drained. A lot of excitement today lol Plus, I wanna cuddle with D. We’re gonna watch something I think… I’m not even remotely horny…but I know that once I touch that will change. 😉