Well, 2012 looks promising. I am with someone that I love more than I have ever loved anyone. I’m about to take a series of tests, which when I pass will change my life so much for the better. My boyfriend found a job in Orlando and is well on his way to getting his license. My family life isn’t a complete mess for once and all in all I feel content, peaceful and usually self-assured.

I’m happy and people say it shows. Chris wants to move out to Orlando in a few months to be closer to work and to get out on his own again. That way he doesn’t have to follow any ridiculous rules (not that all of them are ridiculous, but some of them are!) and we can spend as much time as we want together, staying up as late as we want, being as noisy as we want and the only people who need be concerned with how late we sleep in afterward, will be us. Except for on work days/nights. That’s different.

I’m supposed to head over to Chris’s house at some point this morning now that he’s off work. I’m veerryyy tired and he’s no doubt in need of some quality rest, which he doesn’t seem to get when we aren’t together (and I understand that, because I am afflicted in the same sense). We just want to cuddle up and sleep next to each other, ya know, watch something on Netflix (usually South Park) until we pass out holding each other. It helps us in ways that some can’t seem to understand.

I’m really looking forward to that.