I went to the store for a colon cleanse kit (details to come in another entry) and some other goodies while Delia
was at her meeting. The worker bees were doing their nightly cleanup routine where they're totally in your way except for when you want to check out, and then they ignore you (and you know your irritation with them is totally reciprocated because you're in THEIR way, too). I walked out happy with my purchases, but making my foul "I hate people!" frowny-face.
In the empty parking lot as I loaded my bag into our van I happened to glance out into the dark street just in time to see a car swishing by. It looked familiar . . . was it? YES! It was my girlfriend on her way home and she SAW me! You have no idea how big my grin was by the time Delia turned on her blinker and pulled in, rolling down her window just to give me a kiss.
I know it's totally dorky and makes no sense that it would make me so happy to see her like that when we're together 97% of the time. I can't explain it, but it felt so good. Less than five minutes later we were both home together again, kissing in the driveway and talking about our colons.
I am the luckiest girl in the whole wide world.
Labels: emotions, health, my trans partner, relationships, shopping, thanksgiving