- Pia Toscano, Sweet Love
A cousin of mine is getting married on New Years Eve, and Wrecking Ball has agreed to come with me. It was necessary to book a hotel room for the night because the wedding is happening in Charlottetown, PEI. We talked about it a few weeks ago, and we agreed on booking one night in a room that features a jacuzzi.
But I didn't book the room until this afternoon. After all I said to him about wanting to book it as early as possible to guarantee a room on what is surely one of the year's busiest nights, I kept putting it off. I wanted to talk to Wrecking Ball again about how long we were staying, to try to convince him to stay longer. But I didn't ever bring it up; when we were discussing the hotel room, he said one night would be best because he doubted he could borrow the car very long or get much time off work, and I accepted that. So I've been wondering why I wanted to argue with his perfectly sound reasoning for staying just the one night.
I finally booked the room today (my procrastination, thankfully, didn't compromise our room choice) because I finally realised that I wanted to extend our stay because I leave for Katimavik on January 4, and being in a hotel with him guarantees that we are alone and spending time together. That's no reason to try to make him spend more time than he wants to there (hell, I don't even care about being in PEI; the only thing I want to see there is the musical Anne & Gilbert, which only runs in the summer).
Tonight, I almost wish I wasn't going to Katimavik. I'm going to miss everyone I know. I am going to spend six months without snuggling Wrecking Ball. I don't know how I can handle all of that. August zoomed by and so already, there are only four months until I leave. I can't articulate my feelings about this. I just...
I feel like I already miss everyone and my cat.
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