We really are crazy

Iris and I were cruising this arvo when I received a call from Brisbane. My relatives from Manila had arrived. They wanted me to go see them as soon as possible.

Since my Auntie doesn't know that a trip from Gold Coast to Brisbane takes one hour, she was upset when I told her I couldn't come.

You paid for my ticket and yet you can't come and see me, she fumed.

When I explained to her that it takes an hour to get there, she understood.

But my mind was already made up. I was going to drive over there and spend half an hour then drive home.

So I asked Iris if she could come with me.

She said yes. And the road trip began.

It surprised me that it took me forty-five minutes to drive to the city. I parked my car outside Conrad Treasury and waited for my cousin to pick us up to follow him home.

It had been ten years since I was in their house. The house changed and the people in there.

My cousin from Manila was waiting for me at the gazebo with her second daughter. She gave me a hug and what she said made me happy and proud.

"You lost weight.."

Yipee. Hurrah!!

Everyone said I changed so much since they last saw me. They wanted me to stay for dinner but Iris was my excuse. I told them that she had to be home for dinner - some bullshit like that. We're going to watch a movie later tonight - hee hee..

I was only there for about forty-five minutes. Michael wanted to go have a few drinks on Tuesday night so we'll have to see about that.

One hour and a half drive for a forty-five minute talk - Now you know you'd go through great lengths to see your loved ones.

And of course, the travel time going there and back was funny

Not to mention eduacational.

I told her about what happened last night. I went out and got absolutely trashed. It wasn't good.

I told her about the whole situation about Emmet. I told her how I'm confused I was - again.

And how I don't really know where this is going.

I don't know what brought it on but somehow, he's back in the picture and disorienting me at the same time. I don't want to get confused. I need to make a plan.

And she helped me formulate my plan.

I will put my cravings for bear hug on hostage. As well as my kisses and everything else that defined our relationship before.

So he will know the difference between being with me officially and being well, not with me officially.

I like hanging out with him, and I believe there's still something. Maybe this time we'll have to take things slow.

Like not demanding too much of his time and just taking things as they come.

No expectations and just pure fun by hanging out with him.

I don't think I can do that without being so disappointed again.

I really need to think about it. Think about getting back together with him.

But I guess that's all I have to think about.

Nothing else.

On our way home we talked about her what's-going-ons.

It was good. It was refreshing.

I liked it.