Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Very good day

I didn't get to have much computer time this weekend. We were babysitting too much, and I'm learning how much attention you must give to a toddler - like all your attention.

So I didn't get to talk to my boyfriend that much Friday night. Saturday night, I logged on so late that he gave up waiting for me to appear. So I sent him an email saying I was sorry I missed you.

Drove back to Tucson early this afternoon. Just as I walked in the door, my cell phone rang. Strange, since my folks knew I'd call when I'd make it. It wasn't my folks, but boyfriend.

Nice surprise. We talked for a few minutes as I was putting away stuff. We cut the call short because he was in a bar and the background noise was increasing, making it difficult to hear one another.

I figured that was it. But about an hour ago, he calls again. He was done with chilling at the bar, and wanted to talk as he was walking back to his quarters. Very nice conversation, talk about various things. Before we know it, he's waiting for the elevator. I say "talk to you some other time". He said something similar. So just as I hit the "End" button, I hear him say something else.

Shit - I just hung up on him. So I wait about ten minutes before calling again. I meant to just say "sorry I hung up on you babe. Thanks for calling today - it was nice to hear from you." We end up talking for another 50 minutes - about the Pro Bowl that's going on over there, annoying clingy despearate housewives keeping tabs on their working husbands, social stuff, etc.

It was nice to talk about just stuff. It's nice to have those getting to really understand what makes you tick kind of conversations. I like that - it just keeps confirming that we are very similar in our attitudes on lifestyle, etc. I also admitted to him that I'm believing him in when he says that he thinks about me a lot.

His response "Finally!" I can almost see the wink in his eye.

So it was a good night overall - good salmon, and good time talking to boyfriend. (Thankfully I have unlimited weekend minutes.)

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