My date with G lasted 12 hours. 2 PM – 2 AM.
I can’t even describe how much fun I had or how much I love being around him. I laughed so much my cheeks hurt from smiling. Nothing compares to how he makes me feel when he’s close to me.
At one point he said something amazing like he always does and in response I said “I love you…” He said the same to me.
I put my head on his shoulder and told him he was my favorite person in the world. He laid his head on mine and said I was his.
I’m certain there couldn’t have been a more sincere or adorable scene…
I gave him a long hug and a kiss on the neck and told him to drive safe.
I went to bed more content than I have in a long time. I slept 3 and a half hours. I woke up smiling, ready as ever to start a new day.
I made a wonderful breakfast (that I shared with a friend who helped me move my bookcases) of Peach Ginger muffins, but forgot to take a picture. I did not have lunch as I was too nervous about my date. I also did not take a picture of the pizza G and I shared while we were out. I was too excited to be around him to think of it. We both “went crazy” and had 3 slices of pizza each. I enjoy that that’s our idea of going crazy with food.
I am elated.