Diamonds in the sky..

Music: "Diamonds"- Rihanna
10:45a

Well, it sure has been a while since I've had time to sit down and write. I kinda missed it. So many things have happened in the past 13 days....

On my last Sunday at work, I couldn't get out fast enough. I *almost* managed to slip out early, if it weren't for the fact that I needed to put some information in the computer, and then I kept getting stuck with simple tasks, one after the other. I wanted someone to put me out of my misery and say I could go home. I ended up getting off on time. Not sure on how the next 11 days were going to go, I started planning out the things I wanted to get accomplished. Monday I succeeded in getting about 10 things done at once. Okay, so far, good start to this vacation.

Tuesday while trying to finally decide a date for this appointment, John called me to say he was back home in Texas. He was just up the road from me, car shopping. JK dealer, really? Haha, ugh you can't convince these dudes. I didn't see him though; he had to head right back to Spring to see about a computer he'd bought that was acting less than what should be acceptable. Wednesday was what would get the ball rolling....in so many ways. 

The date is now set. I got up first thing Wednesday morning and overcame the nerves that were pushing me over the edge, and confirmed an appointment. I ended up having to push the desired date a week back, but I'm not sure if that's supposed to give my job a more advanced heads-up, or if that's supposed to give me more time to stress. I'm ready to get that part over with, so I can move on to the next step. 

I went back out to Humble to meet up with Heather. It was fun to have a girl's day. It was nice to hit up all our favorite stores, and swap stories about our lives and friends, and just have time to hang out. I've known her now going on 15 years. Love her to death. I just wish I had more time to hang out with her. After swapping stories about having our teeth ripped out, I headed back home to get ready to see John after a month and a half. The reunion felt great. I wasn't sure how much time I'd have with him, so I enjoyed the night we spent together, not knowing when the time would come around again. 

I spent the majority of my weekend off with him, if not all. To have that one-on-one time felt great; to get to know each other (talking about in person), to laugh and learn and see where things go. Sitting outside his house one night, looking at the stars, he told me about how when he's out in the middle of the water, how you could see every single star, lit up and it being the most beautiful thing. Like diamonds in the sky.... I hope one day I can travel and see what he has seen and experienced. 

My time is slipping away, like sand through an hourglass. He's leaving for Brazil next week. I won't see him for a couple of months. I'm not sure how I'm going to deal with that. We will still have contact with each other this time around. I'm not sure through what means, but as long as we can still talk back and forth, I'll take it, I just won't be able to see him, hear his voice, until he comes back home. And it's like he knows; last night, while talking to him through IM, the news of his trip finally sank in, and I got upset. Not a minute later, my phone rang. I told him I fee like I'm being selfish. I'm really going to miss him. 

Today is my last chance to see him before he goes. It's like a drug; you keep taking hits, only to have to quit cold turkey. I want to see him as much as I can, but that will make it all the more difficult when I have to leave back home tonight. I am going to have to find something to do, because I don't take separation very well, especially if that person means a lot to me. I'm not afraid; I know we can make this work. When I first met him, way back on Myspace, we talked back and forth for a few years, before we lost contact. He found me again, in December of last year, after 3 years. Something brought us back together after all that time. It was meant to be, and possibly a bigger sign of what could be. Again, I'm not afraid.

I've spent too much time on here, typing away, and thinking about this past week and the future. All in all, this vacation probably trumps the last one in many ways. My days are mixed up, and going back to work is going to be a complete bitch. I'm off to find something to do. Until next time...