"If you can attain repose and calm, believe that you have seized happiness."

Because my [fabulous] job gives me the flexibility to work from home, that is what I did today. Unfortunately, my entire night will be spent working from home, as my traditional eight hour workday was spent hanging out with RCB before his departure for the weekend. The first weekend in three weekends we wouldn't see each other.

We had a great morning...he worked while I feigned work (lbh, I was discretely watching him work, much more productive and amusing). We chatted off and on. Then we went to lunch. We came home and hung out a little bit before we had to leave for the airport.

When we got there, he said he'd see me in a few days and I promised I wouldn't run away before he came back, insuring him a ride home. Late Sunday night.

On the way home (and several text messages later), I realized that I had seen him more in the past three weeks and done more with him (heads out of the gutter) than I did in the entire seven plus months I knew (it has been downgraded to knowing) Him. That really struck me. During that time, I thought I was so happy. Alas, I was far from it. He who is good on paper is not necessarily good in person (Objection, please concur). He who is good in person, who is a good person, is the one who wins in the end.

So, friends, for the first time in a long time, I am legitimately calm. I have no heart palpitations, nor upset stomach. I'm eating. I know that if he says he'll call, he'll call. This is not to say that I won't have an hour or two when I will have a mini freak out, but those have been few and far between as of late.