How Happy Tuesday Made Me

Riding on the train on a Wednesday morning, I am happy. Work yesterday felt busy enough to be satisfying, but not too busy as to be stressed. I spent a few trips to Starbucks and lunch with Alex, chatting and laughing. I got a surprise visit from Susan at the end of the day and felt like all was right between us and that I was connected to her again. I got a dinner text from Janet- we’re seeing each other tonight! I came home to find my cats safe and sound and my crappy air conditioner job in one piece. I brought the majority of my things up from the basement, save furniture, making packing and throwing things out easier. I chatted with Alex and Brendan. I plotted for my move out with Jess. And then I cooked up some turkey burgers for Dylan and myself and he came over to watch Wilfred with me. We ended up sitting around, playing with my flute and sorting through my trunk of memories, filling an entire garbage bag. Cathartic. And so necessary. He was helpful! He did it with me for an hour! AND HE BROUGHT ME A HOAGIE. Sometimes, I wonder about us, how long we’ll last or what the world has in store for us, and then we have a night like last night that just makes me not care. I grin and think of how lucky I am to have found someone so amazing. He makes me happy. Everything about yesterday made me happy. I think I was so happy, I had trouble sleeping! It’s time for copious amounts of coffee, and a slow and steady workday. Days like yesterday make me excited about the future…about moving, about going up to Queensbury with Dylan, about the autumn, about Thanksgiving, about CHRISTMAS. It’s all so overwhelming, but amazing at the same time. I keep not wanting to jinx things, but I’ll say it. I finally feel like I have someone I can plan days with. Plan pieces of my life with. He feels so real to me. I think this is being in love. And it’s delightful.