He’s here.

Safe and in one piece.

The plane ended up being 45 minutes late, which was actually perfect, as traffic to the airport was just terrible! Almost had an accident on the way to the airport, as a ‘P’ plater in the car behind me hadn’t noticed I’d stopped at traffic lights and almost rear-ended me. All I could think about was apologising to J for leaving him at the airport, because I’d had to get the car towed!

I did manage to get there though and then proceeded to wait another 30 minutes as everyone went through customs. Tuesday morning seems to have been the worst possible day to be there though as there were just swarms and swarms of people. Other times I’ve been to the airport there certainly hasn’t been that many people, but that day I felt like I was in a huge mosh pit and was beginning to feel very claustrophobic!

I have never felt so short as I did that morning. I was surrounded by these 6-foot giant people, all of them incredibly rude.

My plan was to see J before he saw me. Last time I didn’t even get a chance to see him before he appeared in front of me suddenly. This time I won! I saw him first and went to him, which was much better in my opinion (yes, I’m a control freak, we all know it!)

We got to the car (once I remembered where I’d parked it!) and we went home.

I felt my room was small before, but once we got J’s bags in there it seems to have shrunk even more. The unpacking began – one bag was emptied and that’s as far as it got as it was just getting scary.

J and I left and had some lunch, then went to the hotel we were staying at for the night. Sounds simple enough.. only we got lost getting to the hotel and had to go around the block a few times to get there (I despise driving in the city!) We did get there in the end though and had plans to go to the movies. Once we were in the room though, those plans never quite manifested.

It was a fantastic day/night with just us – no interruptions, nothing that had to be done, no people to talk to. We could be selfish and just think of ourselves. It was wonderful, and we must do things like that often I think.

The next day brought us back to reality.. and to the doctors. J got things checked out, and the doctor thinks the lump is truly nothing. J is getting an ultrasound just to be sure though. This doctor is one of the few I actually like, and feel relieved that he believes the lump is simply just a lump.

Thus begins our life together.. it’s going to be an interesting and amazing journey and am looking forward to every day we get to share together.

I love you my soulmate, with all of my heart.