Went to A Garden Party...

TDP and I went to a party this past weekend. I didn't know a soul there except him. Nearly all of the people were old friends, the host in particular having known TDP since age 6. I was nervous and anxious, to be honest. I had flashbacks to awful events I had to attend with my ex where he'd take me in and dump me off to fend for myself. I am happy to report that TDP didn't do that. He stayed by my side the entire night. It was awesome.

Everyone was very nice and friendly. I felt comfortable. It was actually a pretty good time. And that's coming from a person who doesn't like parties!

The ex girlfriend was there. The moment I saw her, my first thought was "Oh, I got nothing to worry about!" She's a big hot mess of green glitter eye shadow and too-tall platform sandals.

Makes me do nothing except like him more. My like for this man is already pretty strong.

He's gone right now out of town until July 2. I am trying to be all positive about all the stuff I'm going to do while he's away, but honestly, I hate it. I am NEVER good at being away from people I care for, even for a short time. I won't see him again until next Thursday, July 3. No, I am not counting the days. No, I am not wanting time to pass quickly. No, of course not. All I know is that I miss him already and by the time he returns, I'm going to be beyond ready to see him. Something very special is happening.