Sum Up of Sorts

so, sunday i found out that i needed to head home for a funeral. i sat at work as long as i could to have access to a phone but soon drove home. i was waiting around to call the boy or have him call me. doing that made me feel really hollow. i don't know if he is the type to be counted on in times like this. finally i stopped hoping for a call and went home.

i was teary eyed and at loose ends. i drove to a gas station twice to call the boy. i really felt quite pathetic and sad for doing it too. the second time i actually talked to him and he offered to come over. i ended up driving to his place anyway and it was a good idea.

with an eye towards driving home with a suspended license i was keyed up. i found that i was focusing more on that then on the sad thing that made the trip necessary. the boy wasn't crazy about me driving that far, suspended license or not. that's perfectly logical, do the math: unstable woman + stress + loads more stress = jail time and physical restraints.

to sum up things a bit, he offers to buy airline tickets for me. around 60 mK for a round trip. i decline this offer but it's just amazing to hear it. he accepts my answer but looks into the ticket prices anyway. he gets a deal and they end up being less than 40 mK.

i'll spare you the debate but lets just say that i now have an all-expense paid trip to the land of... well, north dakota.

more later....