The Dirt

I feel like I've been holding out. In fact I have been holding out. Big time. But who knew I would still be dating the same person three wonderful months later? 

I've been apprehensive to put things down in writing. I haven't journaled much and my blog is bare. I guess I didn't want to go through the "un-doing" ceremony should things not work out.  Even my friends are calling me out for being subtle with the details.

Each week I spend with Mark feels like this wonderful visit to Couplesville and I don't want to leave. He travels a lot, so when he's gone I am back to Singlesvilles. I still see my friends, plan events, go to parties, and do all this alone. Not much has changed from my "other life". But I know that I get to see Mark again and I cherish that time together so much.

Last weekend was great as we spent time at his cabin down south. This is his pride and joy, and he couldn't have been more thrilled to share the experience with me. We hiked the property, made dinner for his birthday, talked, laughed, shot guns, and dare I say, had some romance. It was awesome!

This weekend will be really exciting for us. He is helping me volunteer for the MS Walk as we head to City Park together on Friday to set up, and then he'll be at the Walk on Saturday and meet my friends and family for the first time. I'm so excited. The one downside is that I'll be busy with my volunteer duties and unable to mediate the conversation or even witness all the interactions. :-(  But I trust my loved ones to embrace him and I know Mark will do his best to remember names.

Things are good. They're better than good. They're surprisingly great!