12 years and counting

Made a quick stop off on the way to Christmas lunch to see Mr C. After the biggest hug ever, we got a coffee and had a brief chat. I gave him a copy of The Chrysalids, and he gave me a pair of earrings. Apparently he stood in the jewellery store for ages feeling uncomfortable because he couldn't find a pair of earrings in the shape of books, so he settled on owls because they were the closest thing. I didn't tell him that I spent ages standing in Readings trying to choose a book that would suit him.

Mr G seemed pretty relaxed, which is good considering Mr C will be around forever. I think he's realised that Mr C is not a threat - I told him how before I dated him, Mr C supported me through a rather traumatic relationship, but kept his own feelings well hidden because he likes to do the right thing. I think I might bail Mr C up and ask him to put the Mr N thing in perspective. I'm pretty sure I know what he'll say, but I think I need to hear it from someone who loves me, but isn't IN love with me.

I'm still begging him to come back to Melbourne. I want him to live here so I can see him more often. He countered with an offer to take me to the open range zoo if I come visit him in Adelaide. I think I will - I've almost saved enough for a cheap holiday to Europe, so I may as well spend part of that money watching someone I love pretending he's in Kenya. Seriously, he actually told me we're going to be playing make-believe the entire time. Mad.

*Random side note: Mr G says the wedding should be in November 2012. I say November 2013. I told him that if he wants to get married that quickly then we'll just get the paperwork done now. He wasn't impressed.