Where’s the Love?

So, I went to Kohl’s today with my hundred dollar gift certificate to buy a new comforter and sheet set for my bed. It took me an hour- those things are EXPENSIVE! I finally found one… a goldish tan, mixed with offwhite and slight bits of red. It’s beautiful- the more beautiful part of it… 216, marked down to 97 dollars! GO ME!

While I was waiting in line, there was a lady in front of me. She had two gift cards and was trying to purchase a few things. It didn’t bug me that someone went wrong with the transaction, but she was completely and udderly RUDE to the salesperson. “You didn’t scan that other gift card… so you’re charging me everything?” Blah blah blah. Where’s the love? Just be patient- there were ten people standing behind me, and this lady is freaking out. I had half a mind to go up to her as I left from the other line and say, “Ya know what lady? She’s doing her job, no need to be so rude.”

But, I have this problem with telling people off. No matter how hard I try, when I get angry and get the guts up to yell at someone for being idiotic, I pass out.. no joke. My head starts to swirl, and I faint. So, I just walked out with my new bed stuff, and came home to redecorate my room. It looks awesome!

I talked to Mike online last night from Florida. We once again brought up this whole moving thing. Earlier that night, I had my sister over, and was next to tears telling her of my situation. Her respone: “Maybe you should, Liz. It would be good for you to get away from the family craziness for a while.” And she’s right. The reason I moved out in the first place was because my family drove me to the edge, and I was afraid I’d jump just to breathe free for a while.

So, I started looking for schools online. There are TONS of educational schools in Florida, and with masters programs. One of them I can do completely online! So, we’ll see. Mike still isn’t even sure. He thinks he may do the community college for a while, which would be good. Then, I could just get my masters here and move down to Florida and start teaching.

Yes, I know I will miss my friends and family. Yes, I know my mom would forbid me. Yes, I know that there are more opprotunities for me in Chicago than in sunny Florida. But… it’s Mikey. My best friend. I don’t think I have ever kept a best friend as long as I have kept him. And… I dunno, he just means the world to me.

Last night while we were talking, I told him: “In all seriousness, if you just want to go down there without me and figure out your life, I will be sad, but I won’t stop you.” His response: “In all seriousness, I want you to come with me, but I won’t MAKE you come with me.” It’s hard. I have to know if he really wants me there. This is a huge step. Even though it’s not like we will ever get married because of his sexual orientation, this is almost the same as asking me TO marry him. We would always be together. And if we were apart… perhaps we would get the space we needed to finally get off our duffs and find boyfriends, possible lovers, maybe even men to spend the rest of our lives with. I dunno. I have to think it over, but Florida is sounding better by the moment.

Well, I am going to do some homework. Or attempt to. Take care everyone, and Happy Early New Year 🙂