Home Again

I got back last night around 8. He said that he missed me and was happy to see me. It was nice to see him. I feel like I was gone for a long time, even though it was only a weekend. The trip was really nice, but exhausting. I don't think that we stopped moving from Thursday afternoon until to last night when we got home.

This coming weekend is our graduate program's booze cruise. Next weekend I am going on a little road trip with him. His parents and sister will all be at our destination, which should be interesting. Meeting the family of a guy that I am not actually dating. His parents know all about the situation (mine do not). Strange.

I will have a lot of work to get done during this week and next week, considering all of my upcoming weekend plans. Time to buckle down.

As for telling him how I feel... I am not sure when/if that is going to happen. Being away for a weekend gave me a little perspective. I feel much less frantic about this whole situation. It is not the only thing on my mind anymore. I still feel the same way about him, but I feel better able to accept and control it. For now, I will concentrate on the massive amounts of work I have to do. I know that I will continue to see him every day. Things will stay the same for now. I will try to figure out what I want.