Instead, I've been messing around the house, packing and unpacking backpacks and duffel bags, checking and rechecking email, and doing everything I shouldn't be doing at this hour of night (well, not EVERYTHING I shouldn't be doing, thank God).
I think I'm just keyed up from another great evening with D. (I'm glad that J and K don't mind me spending time over there; they've been incredibly nice to a relative stranger.) We burned their Christmas tree (today was Twelfth Night), had some snacks, then D and I watched a few episodes of Bones while snuggled next to each other (nothing happened other than a little hand-holding and hugs, which is a good thing, and more than I expected, which is also a good thing). We also talked a little bit, exploring a little more of our respective past lives (that is, our lives before conversion).
I need to make sure I don't get ahead of myself; I started to feel my emotions stepping on the gas pedal, and I need to keep that in check during these early days of our courtship. Slow and steady, romance tempered with wisdom, dating with a purpose; these must be my watchwords or I'll just fall into the same old patterns. Lord, grant me strength and patience.
I have a job interview at 11:00 in Greenfield, about a 40 minute drive from home. I was also planning on going to a business networking meeting at 8am, but I don't think that's gonna happen. Instead, I'll spend the morning making a few phone calls, sending out resumes, and doing some quick follow up emails. I guess it's all good. At least I don't have anything scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, so I can take care of business, and maybe get to the art museum.
Well, maybe if I actually get into bed, turn off the lights, and close my eyes, I might accidentally get some sleep.