Men, Moving & Bronchitis!

Yikes! I've been horribly remiss in my blogging of late. Between the move (finally completed, but there is still a good deal of unpacking to be done!), adjusting to life with a roommate, starting a new job, coming down with bronchitis (mid move!), and a highly confusing love life, I've been absent from most online communication in the last few weeks, but my weight loss has been effortlessly successful!

Let's start from the beginning & work our way down the list...
The move:
Oof! What a comedy of errors it was! The truck I was supposed to have on Friday wasn't available until Saturday, and most of my volunteer movers found last minute fun things to do instead of helping me! One went to Orlando, one played softball, one was sick with swine flu, and one got called in to work. All big strong men. I was left with 2 gay men, one strong, one not, me & the new roomie who is as tiny as a blade of grass lol. We got it all done, but it was a bit of a fiasco as I own huge, solid, heavy furniture, and my new condo is on the 2nd floor. Luckily the outdoor staircase is fairly wide, and I'm deceptively strong! I wound up covered in bruises, but rallied & went straight from moving to the shower to a party.... where I saw a man I once liked immensely, & realized my crush of long ago might actually be mutual.

The roommate:
She's lovely - we've been friends since she moved into the complex almost a year ago, but between us we have a plethora of animals! She has 2 dogs, I have 1 dog and 3 cats, and her boyfriend brings his dog over here a few times a week! Luckily, she, her boyfriend & their dogs are rarely here, spending most of their time at his place instead, so it's only a crazy zoo a few days a week. She's one of the girls who has agreed to do the Disney Princess Half Marathon with me in March - I've really got to get back into running!

The Job:
Sometimes, when you're caught between a rock and a hard place financially, you take a job you hate. This is one of those times. I hate it, but it will pay the rent and bills, so I'll suck up the insanity that is having a Bulgarian boss with a Napoleon complex. At least until something better comes along!

The Bronchitis:
I was a bit tired the day of the furniture move, but thought it was from moving, so I went to a phenomenal party, ran into the aforementioned man, got very little sleep & woke up the next morning with a fever of 102.4 and bronchitis. Oof. I went straight to a friend who is an ER doc (the same one who patched up my now healed but permanently scarred fingers after the glass shattering injury), got meds & went on my merry way... to spend the day with a friend in town for the weekend followed by a full day in bed & 2 more days of moving (would have been 1, but I needed lots of naps!). Oof!

The Love Life:
This is a long & tricky one... I've been casually dating someone since January, but... the more I get to know him, the less I like him, and while he's a nice guy in general, he's not someone I want to be involved with any longer. I need to figure out a way to let him down gently as he can be a very angry, bitter & vengeful jerk. Not good (and one of the reasons I no longer want to be involved!).
A few months ago, I met a man (the one mentioned above), who I quite liked. We'll call him the Neighbor... but I didn't think he was interested in me, so I didn't pursue it. I met someone else - we'll call him the Diver (who lives in California & was visiting friends), hit it off with him & would likely be dating him if he lived in the area.

At the post moving birthday party, I saw the Neighbor & we hit it off. The previously perceived lack of interest? He thought I was a lesbian (we met at a gay bar, with a bunch of my gay friends lol)! Once he found out I was straight (at the party), he started flirting with me. We wound up spending the night together, talking & making out. He called me from a wedding the following weekend... we agreed that we didn't want the entire complex talking about us & to keep things fairly quiet.

He came over Monday night to fix my TV (the flat screen doesn't have a coaxial connector on it) - he figured out what it needs. Yay. He still needs to get me the print out of what I need though... We spent the rest of the night talking.

I ran into him walking the dog on Thursday night, we stood outside looking at the stars and talking for over an hour, chatted with another neighbor who came home while we were out there, and then he kissed me. I reminded him that if he didn't want the entire complex talking about us that it might not be a great idea to kiss in the parking lot, to which he responded that he didn't care if everyone knew - and kissed me again.

He managed to catch some sort of bug, so I took him some soup on my way out Saturday evening... about an hour later, he decided to meet me & a few friends (and neighbors) at my favorite little local bar. It seems he might like me a bit... he apparently told the bartender (also a dear friend of mine), the he'd be coming in a lot more often & then squeezed my shoulder... I missed the conversation as I was talking to someone else, but it's an encouraging sign!

The Neighbor manages to stimulate me emotionally, intellectually & physically. He makes me laugh, he's smart, funny, cute and nice, ridiculously conveniently located, is a great kisser, and we have crazy, palpable chemistry.

The downside? He lives 1 building away. If things go bad, I'll still run into him fairly regularly.

Another down side? He's making me wait. HE is making ME wait. I feel like I'm a kid again, only the roles are reversed - I'm the sexually frustrated boy who keeps making an attempt to get in his pants, and he's the virginal girl who wants to wait. I understand that it's a good thing, and that most successful relationships involved waiting - it's a great sign that he wants to go slow! I appreciate it! I want to fall in love & get married, and I don't want to rush into anything, but I'm also so sexually frustrated that I could scream.

Also, he's allergic to my kitties. No bueno! His allergies aren't so bad that he can't be around them, but they do make his eyes itch. Meh. That's what they make allergy meds for!

In other news, the Diver was offered a job here, and is giving serious consideration to moving to the area... if he does, he'll be moving in with mutual friends. Directly across from the Neighbor. Gotta love it.

The Weight loss:
I'm firmly in the 190s!!! Stress about moving, money & men is apparently a fantastic diet plan - I'm down to 194.2! Hurray! I honestly haven't been trying, I've just been so busy that food really is fuel, and I walk all the time - the dog, to work, etc. It's really kind of lovely! This is the way weight loss should be - natural & easy :)

To sum it all up... life is pretty good right now! It's a lil crazy, a lot of busy, and I don't think I'd want it any other way!

Moving

I haven't blogged in a little over a week - between packing, prepping to move, PMSing, meeting a new man, job hunting, and having a bottle shatter in my hand last Friday, I simply haven't had time (and am still having problems typing thanks to the cuts from the aforementioned bottle!).

This week I'm swamped - I need to finish packing, move everything into the new unit (around the corner from my current place - same complex, same building), and make a cake for a birthday party. Eek.

Things should return to normal next week, and I'll be back with bells & blogs on, and hopefully a new job to add to all of the excitement!