Yeeeeeeah. So it’s been a while. And there’s a 500-lb elephant sitting in the middle of my blog that I have to acknowledge.
The Wandering Minstrel (who is much cuter than a 500-lb elephant) has moved out here to NJ. He’s here in ChezGypsy with me. And I really haven’t found a good way to tell you. Sure, I’ve hinted hither and yon about his visits and things we’ve done together. Flowers for my birthday and Valentine’s day. That kind of stuff. But as much as I can blog about personal things as my weight (ugh) and my job situation (lovely, thanks) and my varying moods (I love you! I HATE YOU!), I have a hard time saying, “Hey! I have a boyfriend!” Or “Hey, I’m living with a guy!”
I’ve known him from World of Warcraft for quite a while. I met him in person in October. We’ve been doing the long-distance one-visit-a-month gig. We chatted nightly via webcam and Skype. And it hard, but okay. But some things changed in his life that made it less-stupid for him to move out here. Please believe that we deliberated about this for a while and although it looks reboundy*, it makes the most sense for us right now. At best, it works out splendidly. At worst, we break up, I have a roommate for a bit and he and I craft new lives separately.
Kim 1.0 would have cast a judgmental eye at our living situation. But as I’ve grown older, my blacks and whites have faded to nice grey shades and things that seemed SO! SCANDALOUS! to me in my teens are now a “What’s the big deal?” I’m a divorced woman nearing 35 years old. I can no longer sit prettily in dewy grass with daisies in my hair and have unicorns lay their heads in my lap.
And I’ll always be reluctant to post romantic goo. And, like I do with the rest of my family and people I care about, I won’t blog about him – about US – without his permission.
But he’s here. And right now, at this very moment, I am happy. And that feels great to write.
*Good gravy, I know it looks reboundy. And very stupid. And I’ve done the “met a guy on the internet” gig before. And it ended not-so-well. I know this. You don’t have to remind me of it.
Petey G! Lionel S. needs your new email address, please!