SHAFTWAXER

That would be me, sitting here with a crazy medicine head. I was doing fine up until I got to a certain point yesterday, then within minutes I went from a healthy boy to a bag of sinus. Fortunately, I had the woman to take care of me and put up with my restlessness last night. As miserable as I was, it was really nice.

Yesterday was interesting to say the least. We went to the east side for a family party. I also knew that this was going to be the first legitimate time for me to have “the conversation” with her parents. It shouldn’t have been much of a surprise to anybody, and considering the little strands of info and other hints, I think anybody with 2 brain cells to rub together could probably figure out that it was going on. I was not at all concerned with their reaction, I know that they like me and approve of us and all that. But still… It’s big. Really big. And it’s important, so after being just fine all day, as we were getting to that point, I started getting nauseous. An extremely attractive prospect isn’t it? It all went well enough. It went on for a while, but all was well. I knew they would be OK with it, and I just pretty much was honest about how I felt. I was clear that I was not asking permission, she’s a big girl who is smart and independent enough to make decisions on her own, but considering how important her family is to her, it was very important to me that they were OK with everything.

As our leases both run out soon at different times over the next couple of months, the process of finding a place to live that will work with her job prospects started to come into play. We found a place that isn’t huge, but will definitely do the trick for us. I really only want to be there for a year before we find a house. There is no point in tossing your money at a management company when you could be investing in yourself instead. Besides, I’m starting to get these strange urges to paint rooms and shit like that. What is most significant about all of this, however, is that the place is on the other side of the state. I’m actually looking forward to this, I think it will be a nice change for me. I have a lot more friends and co-workers over there, but really in the end, I’ll be happy living with her.

Work is going very well. I’m much further ahead this year than I have been in an extremely long time. I’m very focused and very happy with the quality of what I have been turning out. I’m trying to get as much done as fast as I can so I can take a week off and focus on moving my shit out of here in a couple of months. I’ve been here longer than I have been any place since I lived at home before college. I’ll miss some things like the trees and stuff, but it’s time. Time for the next step.

Time to head back to the couch.