Boss Man and Best Friend

Every single day I second guess everything about our relationship. Yesterday was especially rough. The Boss Man was travelling, driving for eight hours. Which I'm perfectly fine with. But he didn't text, call, use smoke signals. His end of the phone line was silent from 11:33 to 8:49. Eight hours and sixteen minutes, 496 minutes. All that time and not a peep. Now, I'm a paranoid worry wart and all these bad things started playing through my head. I can't help it. I picture the worst case scenario and make it ten times worse than it all ready is.

Being Tuesday, my best friend in the entire world, who I will probably tell about ttwd sometime in the future, teach karate. She was staying with her boyfriend, who lives three miles from my house, so I went to pick her up. She knew something was wrong immediately. We've known each other twenty years. After the junior class was over, we made plans with my dad to get ice-cream, and then left to do our shopping. While we were out and about, she finally weaseled the fact that I hadn't heard from him. My girl called him and left him a message. About thirty minutes later, after we were leaving McDonald's with my dad, he texted me.

Flash forward to my phone dying, and a not so happy text message conversation on her phone with him, and I was a mess. I didn't make the evening fun for her, and for that I'm sorry. But I tried so hard to keep it together. My friend and I were sitting in my car as I was getting ready to leave, and I finally lost it. I was so upset. I told her I didn't think I could wait until August, and that I couldn't do this anymore.

She looked at me and said, "You have two months left. You've waited three years to be together, and gone through more shit than I can imagine, and now you're going to give up. If I could grow wings, and fly us down there, I'd hand you over to him to beat your ass." I laughed through the sniffles, thinking if only she knew. I will one day tell her. Probably in several, several years, and she will hug me, roll her eyes, and accept me for who I am. Because that's what we've always done.

I'm glad she'll look me in the eye and tell me when I'm being a complete idiot. I'm glad I have somebody on my side even though she doesn't know it yet. It made yesterday a whole hell of a lot easier. He will be here in two months. I can make it that long, because neither my Boss Man nor my Best Friend, will let me be stupid enough to walk away. Maybe she's on his side after all...