Home again

Well, I've officially moved back in with the parental units. My last few weeks have been a flurry of business. I got my cats declawed so that they could live inside at my parents house, and Maggie has been pissed at me for a full week and a half because of it. She'll still climb all over me and be obnoxious as hell, but she keeps giving me this glare that I feel says, "I hate you for having my fun scratchy pointy feet that I used to destroy the things you love reorganized."

There was an episode in which Little Sister took a book from my shelf without asking, very nearly causing me to break down completely. Luckily, I was able to go outside and smoke an angry cigarette to keep from yelling at anyone and entirely collapsing mentally. The fact that I reacted so strongly is probably the only reason I got the book back.

I'm still jobless. I now spend my days at home watching endless episodes of Doctor Who, reading like it's going out of style, and practicing piano until I'm quite sure the entire house is sick of it and wants to hit me if I strike one more note on the keyboard.

I did have a job interview a few days ago, for a nannying job with a family that lives very close to me. The parents seemed to like me (they clearly don't know I'm insane yet) and the baby that needs nannying is just about the cutest thing ever. This is looking good for me, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it will work out.

The best thing that's happened to me lately is that I met someone who thinks I'm beautiful and funny and smart and wonderful (I'm not sure if he quite realizes just how off my rocker I really am....) and we've made the relationship official.

Significant Other, who makes me happier than I've been in a very long time, treats me like I'm the most important person in the world. I still don't quite know how to react when he stops kissing me to stare at me and tell me I'm adorable, or is full of compliments for me, or insists on paying for dinner even though I asked him out.

One of the best things about Significant Other is that he keeps his word. For example, the other day, he and I were talking about Doctor Who. Oh yes, he is a Whovian and I love that about him! Anyway, we were talking about some of the most recent episodes, and I mentioned in passing that I hadn't seen any episodes from the newest season. A few minutes later, I got a text that said, "Okay. In about 2 hours I'll have them on a DVD for you."

I think I died from excitement.

To top it off, Significant Other and I both like a British series called Skins. There's an American version of this that I refuse to let disgrace my television. Anyway, we were discussing favorite characters, and I again mentioned in passing that I hadn't seen any of the most recent episodes, because Significant Other brought up characters that I wasn't familiar with. The conversation continued about characters we both liked, and I didn't think anything of it, until about two days later when I got a text from Significant Other reading, "Oh, by the way, I'm working on getting Skins on a DVD for you, too."

I never have to ask the man for anything. He treats me like I'm the most important person in the world, and he still insists that I deserve better than him.

I'm very happy with what I have. If there is better, I don't want it.