Yesterday, St met my mom for the first time at lunch. Then, we cleaned up to go to our two months anniversary dinner at a classy sushi restaurant. Today, we were at St parents for their wedding anniversary before I hopped on a ride share to return home. I’m tired, happy to be in my little nest, and ready for an early bed time.
Life is so much better with St, but I’m adjusting to the extra energy expenditure. Not to mention going back to regular social activities after spending two years isolated. I’ve been keeping up okay, but I’ll have to be more disciplined on sleep. I have a busy month of July planned with social outings, and finals to prepare. As much as love has given me wings, I need to stay realistic about my health.
A part of me already misses St, but another part is happy to return to a sense of independent self. I plan on moving in with St by next year, though I’m still attached to the little oasis I’ve just started setting up at my new place. I want to love, and nurture my place before I merge into an “our” home.
For now, sleep, and studies is what I want to focus on. Time to get some shut eye.