I rounded the corner today of my last lap of this very long race for Martin and I.
I got the gumption to email my boss asking her if I could take a week off in September to visit England but stay in England for a month and work the rest of the time from there. She gave me the tentative go ahead. She will give me the official green light tomorrow when I see her at work after working out the practicalities. So that was kind of a “yes.”
A month in England WITH MARTIN. A MONTH????!!!!
Martin told me to keep myself under control but its like when you are awaiting the results of a contest of three people and they have already announced third and second place. You know you’ve won but you can’t jump up and down and cheer yet because you have to wait for the announcement to make it official. Also, I need to call my ex next and make sure he is willing to watch the kids at the house for the entire length of time. It’s a win-win for them it seems. But you never know. So I can’t call it done yet.
I also need to buy the ticket. But…I don’t care how much it costs. I’d spend $3000 to get there.
It’s been since April since we have had any quality time alone. I saw him in June but we had to be so restrained in how we interacted because his children were still getting used to the idea of their dad with someone else.
Could it be that I could have an entire month where I see him every day? That being together would start to feel NORMAL?
That would bring us one step closer to making this dream of ours become a reality. While there, I would visit venues and we would choose a place to get married and finalize a date so we could start making the wedding plans and I could apply for the proper visa which has to be done at least 3 months in advance.
Wow. Wow. Wow.
Neither one of us allowed ourselves to think much about the possibility but my boss’ response was very encouraging.
September in England. Huh…