What a week!

Oh me oh my!

Ok, so let's see.

Monday night, King Midas came over. I made homemade chicken soup, and we watched movies. We talked a lot, and genuinely had a really good time. Will have to do that again.

Tuesday was it's usual nightmare. I was at work until 9:30pm, but..... When I went to get my car from off-site parking, I was accompanied by Pseudo. Pseudo having moved over to my contract, is a little upset about leaving his team behind, but glad that we get to work together again. He asked me for a hug. I was shocked, but glad to give him one.

Wednesday, Pseudo and I were taking a break together, when I asked what he was doing Saturday night. Remember, it's not Valentine's Day if you don't have a Valentine. ;-) Anyway, he's got a family thing. I responded with, "Oh, okee dokee. Was wondering if you wanted to come over and play those video games I borrowed and have yet to return, but if you're busy...." Before I even finished the question, he was very emphatically shaking his head yes, and demanding a time. Whoa! Now, I have very little faith in this man to actually show up, but considering how much I care about him, it's hard not to get excited at the chance. Supposedly, he's going to come over after the family thing. We'll see, but I am just jittery in my chair with excitement at the thought of getting to spend some time with him.

Man I need to clean my apartment....

Mr. Niceguy's birthday was yesterday. Knowing him, I figured I wouldn't hear from him for 3 days.... Actually, he randomly promised he'd text me. What do ya know?! I got nice conversations all three days he was out.

I am enjoying all this attention far too much! And it just keeps getting better!

Yesterday, we did our Manager shift-bid at work. My schedule is changing again, but I'll get to work closer with Pseudo and Mr. Niceguy, as well it almost matches Midas' schedule too. I'll be back on Monday through Friday, but I'm back to evenings. 11am-8pm. I can live with that, as it's much closer to what I had been working the last 5 and a half years.

Speaking of 5 and a half years. I got a instant message from HR yesterday, and they had found my original transfer letter from Eugene. It's so cool! They even offered me a copy! I couldn't refuse. That was such a big thing for me. To move to an unfamiliar place alone, starting a new position with a company that my company had just purchased. That's a big step for me, as I typically cling to anything familiar I can. That move did so much for me in the positive and negative, and I really think it helped me grow up. I'm still an idiot, but I'm a wiser idiot. ;-)

So on to today....

Aside from the 300 text messages, tons of work, and random daily stuff, I GOT FLOWERS!

Now, you have to understand that I haven't gotten flowers in years. Needless to say, I giggled like a trapped mouse. Took me 45 minutes to find out who they were from, as they didn't sign the card. Midas! I was so surprised. What a sweet thought. Now, he and I have had talks recently, where I expressed my intention to just be friends, and have a great time. His response to my concern today was this "You deserve them! You deserve to be shown how unique and precious you are. Thank you for being who you are."

I almost cried.

I watched Pseudo cringe when I told him. Didn't tell him who they were from, just that they were a friendly gift. He's not overly fond of Mr. Niceguy either.... They've got history. But he's dealing well with the fact that I am friends with him.

Pseudo has gone from basically ignoring my existence, because as he said, he thought that was what I wanted.... Anyway, gone from that, to calling me his pet-names again. Asking for hugs. Buying my sodas. Being playful and open. It's weird, but I really missed it. I'm sorry, but there is only one person in this world that can call me "Doofus" and get away with it. I just melt. I used to hear it many times everyday. His "term of endearment" as he put it. And now, I've heard it, at random, at least a dozen times in the last couple of days. I missed my "Goofball".

*sigh* So hard not to get my hopes up....

I do understand this post is a far cry from my previous post in regards to Pseudo, but those that know both of us, know that I simply adored him. And according to him, he returned the adoration.... Ending our "relationship" or whatever you want to call it, was the hardest thing I can ever recall doing.

Tomorrow is the most hyped up, pointless day of the year, and ironically, I'm excited about it. I am not excited about being at work at 5am, but the after-work stuff I am anxious to get to.

So anyway, Happy Valentine's Day! May you be blessed to have someone you care about close to your heart! I'll be happy if he's just on the other end of the sofa! ;-)

Love to all!