Feels like another long lull in my writing. I wanted to write some yesterday, but my day was filled with work (what a pain!) and then quickly getting out of the office to go to an event that didn’t get me home until WELL past my bedtime. In fact, I was still awake when The Scot texted me a good morning message (as he does every “morning”, which is in the middle of my night).
Things are going impossibly well with The Scot. I will meet him in 12 days and counting! This is truly the craziest thing I’ve ever done from a romantic/relationship kind of experience, and I couldn’t be more excited. Sure, it’s more or less a fantasy relationship, but every day it feels a little more real. And sure, we both know that the whole thing could unravel quickly if we don’t have that chemistry when we meet at Grand Central Station, but…it’s also a Once In a Lifetime Event, so.
Regardless of what happens, I am simply thrilled to be doing this! Talk about something to look forward to in the next 12 days!!! Christmas? What is that? It’s nothing compared to New Year’s Eve!
Look out - 2019 might just be MY year!
And with regards to texting The Scot (as I was just doing instead of working…heh), and I find it so amusing that at least once a day I have to google a word or two. I thought that we spoke the same language, but he throws so many great words out there. I usually get the gist of what he’s saying, but sometimes I’m not 100% sure so I end up looking it up to make positively sure I’m understanding. For example, he’s been having some tough days at work lately and right now he’s understaffed because so many people are already off for the holidays until the end of the year. So I asked him if his day was as crazy today as it was yesterday.
His reply: “It’s been a different kind of crazy today, and 3 of my teams are getting a rollicking this afternoon… HO HO HO”
So I thought to myself, a “rollicking”? Does that mean he’s going to have a wildly good time? This doesn’t make sense to me. Sure enough, I look up “rollicking” and the British usage means ‘a severe reprimand’. We don’t use that term here in the USA, do we? Anyone?
And he sometimes has a laugh at the things that I say. Sometimes I have to ask, “Did that sound super American to you?” He looovvves to teasingly mock my accent when we FT. And I just love to listen to his. It’s music to my ears. And I’ve even gotten to the point where I don’t even notice that it’s different…it’s just him.
Yes. I’m smitten.
[Side Note: Don’t worry - I’m also hard at work. Meetings allllll afternoon, ending with a LONG one with Boss at the end…UGH. But yes, it’s Day 47 (and my PIP was supposedly finished on Day 45) and I’m still going strong-ish. Aw, who am I kidding? I have NO idea where I stand and I HAVE to get another job - but as of today, I’m still here, so…]
Welp. On that note, I better go. Boss is blowing up my inbox with emails, so that means I need to jump on it. Nice to squeeze a quick entry out this morning, but everyone and their brother wants a million projects complete by the end of the week when we’re all out until the beginning of the year, so… off I go!
xox,
GS
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