And Back to the Basics

Alright, so today marks my return to the basics. Not basic in terms of "oh, he's basic", but in terms of going with what is familiar. Okay, enough talking in code! I hung out with him today. I went outside to walk my Yorkies, and his dad who came down to visit for the weekend was down there and was talking to me. He asked if I'd like to ride with them to take his Dad to the airport and then we could go for a ride on his motorcycle on the way back. Of course, I'm down. I love going for rides. His Dad and I just talked and talked & he bought us lunch and everything felt right. I went to shake his hand when it was time to go and he reached for a hug instead. The significance of all of this is that he is thinking of moving back home, and it's a big question of what will happen to us. It's already a big question without taking the impending move into consideration. I think his Dad will probably encourage him to ask me to come up there as well now. I've always been sure that this is the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. Even though he has treated me like shit a good fifty percent of the time, I love him. However, then someone like *new boy* comes along.

*New boy* called me twice last night to come hang out. I told him I needed to conserve gas. Do you know what he said? Of course you don't. That's why you're reading on. *New boy* told me he just really wanted to see me and would get me gas. Nice! Knowing how expensive gas is these days it's nice to see some consideration. And no, he has yet to try to get in my pants or anything ladies! I told him I can't have him paying for everything so I didn't go. He's preforming in a step show with his fraternity this afternoon and asked  me to come buttttt I was hanging out with him. At what point will this begin to get messy?