The last week has been amazing. I’m really not sure how to write about this without sounding insanely cheesy and soppy and ridiculous.
I’ve met someone amazing. Yes, it’s the guy who was coming to visit. It’s one of those things that seems crazy and insane and movie-like and it never happens in real life. But it has. We started chatting about 6 weeks ago or so (maybe a little longer) but we technically only met a week ago and yet this feels right.
BUT (and there is a big BUT):
He lives in New Zealand. I USED to live on that side of the world but now I’m an ocean and a continent away. And my father finds this hilarious.
Seriously, he started laughing when I told him. Because actually, Boy and I both grew up in South Africa and went to the same school (3 years apart though), both left the country at around the same time (me to Australia and him to the UK then New Zealand) and yet we’ve connected 13 years later in Toronto. And this takes the whole week from “too good to be true” to “making life a challenge”.
And I don’t want to jinx anything but this is beyond. Beyond everything. He was staying at a hotel for the first few nights (see, I’m not insane!) but quickly moved into mine and has been there since. He is super romantic (again, movie-like) and while I’m trying super hard not to believe that this is so good, it’s amazing. And I know this is the honeymoon period and that as soon as he leaves, things are going to be a challenge.
He was already thinking about moving over here before we met and he’s making it a bit more of a focus now. Yes, it’s only been a week. But if anyone knows anyone in Canada looking for an awesome training guy/motivational dude/ manager, drop me a line
I know it’s fast and I know it’s crazy – you don’t have to tell me. At heart, I’m a committment-phobe (seriously, the last guy who tried to use the “L” word had me running a mile – there’s a story there though), so the intensity of emotions right now is a little freaky. The fact that we’re working out long-distance arrangements and trips and whatnot already is freaky. But like I said, this feels more right than anything ever has. Maybe I’ve just been dating the wrong guys but every other relationship (not that there’ve been many) have started with one feeling a ton more than the other – the balance being more 70-30 than 50-50. This is feeling more 50-50 than anything else. And it’s amazing.
And I know I’ve used the word “amazing” about 50 million times so far, I make no apologies.
One thing that does amaze me: despite eating out tons since he arrived, I’ve managed to lose 4 lbs. Puzzled, but not complaining!
So that’s where I’ve been.