I have just moved out of my old apartment a.k.a. my personal hell. I have moved in with a great guy and his wonderful kitty. In two days he has gotten me back to the relaxed version of myself that has not existed since my ex Joseph moved back in with me. He makes me smile ( in ALL ways :giggle: ) and he tells me at least three times a day that I'm beautiful. Things are moving a little fast but I like it. I feel beautiful, appreciated, and loved. It's wonderful. I think I'm falling in love.
P.S. He offers to shave my legs, brush my hair and paint my nails. And he gives up control of the t.v. He's all mine!!!!