by
wildliferescue
@ Monday, Dec. 10, 2007 - 13:38:24
Hey bloggers!
What a weekend! As usual, I spent it with the fella. His brother has now moved in with his sister because of a blazing argument they had on Thursday and his dad, who I was to meet for the first time, cancelled due to work commitments. Anyway, the first bizarre thing that happened was the nail on my little toe (left foot) came off!! I caught it on the sofa when I sat down (yep, I'm the sort of idiot who sits on her feet until the very uncomfortable pins and needles start) and ended up having to pull the whole thing off - yuck! There was a little bit of blood, but I was assured by my fella that he's done it loads & it'll grow back within 2 weeks. He was such a sweety, he even got me a little plaster to stop the bleeding!!
Anyway, we went to bed Saturday and all night I was getting up for a drink, coughing a lot etc. This resulted in waking up Sunday morning with a bad chesty cold!! My fella already had a slight cold & it'd seem his was much worse on Sunday too! We were up and tidying the house by 8:30 ready for a Sky engineer to come around and fit Sky+. By the time he left at 11:30, we were both at death's door - pale, coughing constantly, barely able to speak. & it's only got worse. I've had to call in sick today as not only am I coughing constantly, I now cannot speak without a scratchy squeaky noise grr & I've gone semi-deaf in my left ear - NOT GOOD! (I think this may be due to playing music a bit too loudly in the car this morning when I was picking some mail up from the Post Office rather than all because of the virus haha). What amazed me about the weekend was how well my fella looked after me. I always thought that we had more chemistry than compassion i.e. we get on really well, we understand each other but we're not really "there" for each other; it's only recently we've started sharing our problems. When you bear in mind he was just as, if not more, ill than me over the weekend, he was constantly getting me drinks of water, he made us lunch, he made sure I was warm all day, he even went to Tesco's to buy cough medicine bless! He refused any help that I offered and only stopped and snuggled up with me on the sofa under the duvet last thing in the evening where he fell asleep. Despite being ill, that weekend meant a lot to me.
Right from day 1 we had chemistry. We met on a voluntary programme - we were working with young unemployed people (16-25) trying to give them the appropriate skills to gain long-term employment. He's a youth officer, I was representing the Welsh Assembly Government as an employed advisor, so to speak. It was only 2 weeks into the course when the young people were "match making", asking us if we were single, whether we fancied the other, commenting everytime we were together (so what if we shared breaks, talked a lot, teamed up on challenges, sat next to each other at the dinner table etc - he was the only person with whom I had stuff in common!!) I didn't realise he was treating me any differently to anyone else (I say this because I DID treat him differently to the others because I didn't have anything to talk about with anyone else & I suck at small talk) but they picked up on it & when he agreed to attend the leaving party, nobody was surprised when we left together
We decided to form a relationship just a week later.
As time passed, despite being happy and enjoying his company I was never sure where I stood. Sure, the sex was always great, we'd always have a laugh, but when it came to stuff like talking about feelings, he'd shut down (& I'm crap at instigating this stuff). That is why the last couple of weeks have been so great - he has been confiding in me and looking out for me and has made me feel like he's glad we're together!
I'm one happy bunny and despite both of our "soppy-phobia", I intend on telling him just how I feel over Xmas!! I do find this daunting, particularly when my friend told her boyfriend of over a year she loved him & he completely shut down and admitted he didn't feel the same - that would be like a knife in the heart & although they are still together, I'm not sure I could be so strong (despite my advice to her being if you enjoy each other's company, what difference does it make - do as I say, not as I do!)
Fingers crossed for me!! xxx