All you need is ...

love

as the Beatles put it.
I should have put something here about Easter, but my internet paranoia prevents me from saying too much about other people.
It was Wonderful, and full of music and friends and family. Crying and happy babies, proud uncles and parents and me just there,
thinking, 'I barely know how to be The Girlfriend, and here I am.'
Two weeks later it feels like that is how you start knowing.

And I learn more.
Of the confidence behind the diffidence, and the ability to step aside in favor of others, despite the tendency to want to impress [me] - in part mostly a wish to share.
Of the ability.
Fills me with pride, though I'm not responsible.

Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose.
I don't know if the saying really applies, but things definetely changed.
For some of us, the transition from degree to job takes awhile.
For others, all it takes is to fill in a form, haphazardly, get the Girlfriend(TM) to put the letter in the mailbox since they are too busy rehearsing, and voila, two weeks later - a position is there, just for you.
In New Town.
Not too far from home, about the same from me.

I'll have to buy a car soon.
Desicions, desicions, desicons.

And we consolidate.
The other night I said "are we going to live apart for the rest of our lives". And sort of hedged the statement by adding ...'eh, hypothetically' which neither of us really heard.

I started writing this when I found a note on my desk. It says

Me (name) want with her life

This job is pretty fun.
So is research.

Him
1-2-3 kids.


It's the strangest thing. Out of thin air into such happiness.
I sometimes think
"Is everyone THIS happy" (when they are together).
I think not.