Tell Me Again

These are the remains of the candles Wine Guy used to decorate my apartment...

So, here's the story.

I had to work until 9 on Wednesday, and we both knew that since I'd be heading off for vacation on Thursday, we wouldn't be seeing each other for a while...for too long!

WG game to my work to pick up the keys to my place. The conversation with the person on duty at the greeter desk went something like this:

I'm here to see Sarah.

She's in a meeting.

Okay, but can I go see her?

I think she's unavailable.

Alright...

Yeah, I don't think she can be interrupted.

I'm supposed to pick up keys.

Oh. She's in the meeting room.

All of this happened before I turned around to see him walking into the meeting room with a smile on his face.

He got the keys and left quickly.

I got home around 9:30. He opened the door dressed in a nice shirt and cords, and I saw a beautiful site. He'd lit candles and set them on the coffee table, the counter top, near the tv, on basically every open space. The table was set, the food was ready. I'm still not entirely sure what I did to deserve this...but it was absolutely wonderful.

And that same night, we had another random, unplanned "Define the Relationship" moment, and we are "official." I'm his girlfriend. He's my boyfriend.

And now, I'm on vacation, and I miss my boyfriend!