Sunday, December 14, 2008

Ok, so his parents don't know he smokes,

how do I feel about this? On one hand, whatever, there are many things my own mother does not know about me. My past dug abuse, etc.... But, on the other hand, why does he hide so many facts about his life from them?

He's going to have to tell his mother something before she comes down here, right? Since we're pretty much living together now. Earlier in the evening he even talked about doing over to get some more of his things that he needs and bringing them here. We've never really discussed any of this and suddenly we're moving my things around to make room for his. How do I feel about this?

I think my apartment is too small. If we're going to 'live' together than we are going to need more space. I'll bring that up after the break or something? A house. Close to campus and Northeast. Three bedrooms so we can have an office of some sort, but more of a room for him to do whatever he needs to do. Four would even be better but I think I'm just dreaming now. But, a front porch is a must, and maybe a back yard for Jack to romp around in.

Today, was better. And, I should remember that last night, he didn't run off like he did the last two times we fought. He stayed put and saw it through. He does listen. Maybe I relaly am not hearing him?

I'm exhaused.