We had our talk, exactly as two mature people should.
Damn it was good. This is what a relationship can be like when you love each other and take the time to be open about your needs. His way of talking with me reminded me about why I love him so much. I felt heard and there was a true dialog between us, so I understand what is going on and what he needs and he knows what I need.
I won’t have a room of my own BUT I will have our bedroom to use as my retreat. We talked about it and I know I will have my space as I need it. It was a clear conversation with confirmation that yes, he was joking with me in those previous comments that had me angsty and unhappy.
We talked about our stuff and how we’re going to have to thin things out a ton, but my stuff will have as much place in our home as his… maybe even a bit more in some areas, as I have an actual aesthetic (this is coming from him, by the way… not my comments) and his is more just foundlings that he has accumulated. I love a lot of the quirky things in his home and I have some things I truly love, that make my space feel like peaceful home for me. I think we can take the best of both our worlds, bring it together, and make a home that is our wonderful place.
What he made exceedingly clear is that it will be our home together and I won’t be squished or less than. I don’t know any other way to put it. It will be us and we both agree that means being loving and open and respectful of each other.
The red flags are gone. I’m at peace. I think I need to learn it through and through: He is my person and I don’t mean that in a cliche way. He’s a person who cares and is willing to explain when I misunderstand things. I got so used to not asking for what I needed that I forgot I’m allowed to do that. And I’m totally willing to listen and participate when he needs things. He is SO clear when he is talking with me. It’s truly a conversation where we share in it and are listening to each other.
So to Mrs. MGB, thank you for your advice and your loving nudges about me spiraling. Thank you, too, to Mrs. HH and my Mum for listening to me let out all the worry.
It’s ok. I’m ok now and I’m ready for this. I’m more ready, even, than I was when we initially were going to do this because now I get it.
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My new boss called while I was writing this and we talked about Monday and next week. I am so very grateful they are taking a chance on me. I am going to get to learn so much and do so much and I will be appreciated for the work I do. My quirks will be appreciated there. In turn? I will appreciate how much they take care of their employees. I’m turning 54 in May and I do not want to have to go through any more searching for my place. I’ve been getting closer and closer to finding my fit and thank goodness for the environmental agency, where I became friends with the person who led me to this company. I will give it my best, while still taking care of my own private life needs.
I’m going to finish this up now and take a little break before I get back to cleaning and sorting.
I don’t know what I’ll think when I get to the end of 2023, but I have high hopes for it right now. I hope that I settle in and make a good home for myself at my new job. I hope that Spicy Ginger and I (and Youngest) make the move as smoothly as we can. I hope I remember to look after my health and keep my sanity in the midst of what will be a busy year. I hope my medical conditions will not ramp up. I hope that I trim a little of the excess off my body and from my household.
Most of all, I hope that we end this year even just a little better off than we are starting it.
Moonfire