I’m excited to report that things are skipping along quite nicely in the world that is Michelle’s.

There are still rough patches all over the place. For example, I had a new boarder move in on Friday night. Nothing’s wrong with her, as she’s sweet and nice and everything else. I’m just not a big fan of change, to a point that on Saturday afternoon I was shaking so badly I couldn’t take my customary nap. Just the sounds of people in my house that I didn’t know were enough to give me a jolt.

I complained bitterly to Stephen, harping on everything Jenny had done like it was the end of the world. He listened and nodded, but didn’t sit there agreeing with me like I wanted him to. I just had to vent and get it out of my system, I think. At this point, though, I realize how nice it is to have someone else in the house to consider. Maybe I’ll actually keep my house clean or something now.

There’s also the fact that my selling month is nearly over and I’m running incredibly behind on sales. I hate that. I hate worrying about money and whether or not I’ll be able to pay next month’s bills.

The craziness of the weekend involved driving an hour and a half to attend a wedding show. Well, we actually drove down to spend some time with Stephen’s brother and sister-in-law, but it was a plus to be able to play around at the show. The more time I spend with Stephen the more I fall in love with him - and it’s always fun to drive dress-makers crazy telling them I want a gown with the bottom dyed purple like Gwen Stefani’s pink one.

I got to visit Stephen’s apartment for the first time on Friday night. It was so nice to see where he lives. It’s a really cool apartment - smallish, but not as small as he’d lead me to believe. I was really comfortable there. His walls are mostly bare - which shouldn’t surprise me, since he’s a guy and all. It immediately had me trying to imagine what type of pictures he’d go for. Romantic? Classic and elegant? He’s so many different things rolled into one that I couldn’t quite figure it out.

That’s nice - not being able to figure someone out. Rare.

Tomorrow will find me back in the normal swing of things. I’m looking forward to it. As much as I enjoy the absolutely hell out of spending time with Stephen, I also enjoy the rest of my life. I’m anxious for the day that I am able to meld all the pieces of my life together with some semblance of balance. Til then, I’ll take what I can get, all the way around.

Enjoying it,
michelle