I miss E terribly, but I know it's likely that it will be several more weeks, if not months, before we see each other again. To her credit, she has given me an exhaustive list of places to apply to, towards which I have begun to make somewhat of a dent. In applying I have frequently had to fudge my qualifications by way of extensive and elaborate half-truths, since my work experience is very sporadic due to constant hospitalizations. It's a draining experience since I have had to write a unique cover letter for each job for which I've applied. Not only that, every place has its own protocol regarding how one signs into their employment system and enters pertinent data. It's almost 4 pm and I am already exhausted.
Last night, in conversation, she offered to let me live with her for as long as I need once I've started my new job. This would be a big step even if it wasn't a necessity. Lest I forget, we have been dating a grand total of a month and a half. Living with someone is a huge leap forward and I would certainly hate for us to (God forbid) break up at some point and me have no choice but to live in the same residence until I found a place of my own. It's probably better that I begin looking for my own place once I have several interviews lined up and know something definite.
As I have mentioned numerous times before, I know that I am the first decent guy E has ever dated, and as such this factors in to her decision-making process. Since I have had more relationship experience, I am more cautious, and if the roles were reversed, I'd have severe reservations about her moving in with me so quickly. I don't think her decision is made out of impulsiveness---rather it's made out of ignorance and inexperience instead. I'm sure that we could probably share the same space without stepping on each other's toes, especially since she's in a one-bedroom and not a studio apartment, but as the saying goes, we'll cross that bridge once we come to it.
I've just made a buttermilk pie for dessert, which is something I've never tried before today. The effort I pulled out of the oven is a little over-brown on top and I over-baked the pie crust a little bit too much, but in my defense the pie came out looking undercooked when I checked it at the time it was supposed to be finished. Recipes are often wrong, or at least inexact because all ovens cook differently. The main dish will be a pot roast that I have fixed in the crock pot. To the roast I added baby carrots, diced potatoes, garlic salt, black pepper, and Worcestershire sauce. It still has a few more hours to cook thoroughly. As soon as I finish this entry, I am going to see if the beginning stages of the lemon souffle is ready, because if it is, I need to devote some time to finishing it.
Last night, in conversation, she offered to let me live with her for as long as I need once I've started my new job. This would be a big step even if it wasn't a necessity. Lest I forget, we have been dating a grand total of a month and a half. Living with someone is a huge leap forward and I would certainly hate for us to (God forbid) break up at some point and me have no choice but to live in the same residence until I found a place of my own. It's probably better that I begin looking for my own place once I have several interviews lined up and know something definite.
As I have mentioned numerous times before, I know that I am the first decent guy E has ever dated, and as such this factors in to her decision-making process. Since I have had more relationship experience, I am more cautious, and if the roles were reversed, I'd have severe reservations about her moving in with me so quickly. I don't think her decision is made out of impulsiveness---rather it's made out of ignorance and inexperience instead. I'm sure that we could probably share the same space without stepping on each other's toes, especially since she's in a one-bedroom and not a studio apartment, but as the saying goes, we'll cross that bridge once we come to it.
I've just made a buttermilk pie for dessert, which is something I've never tried before today. The effort I pulled out of the oven is a little over-brown on top and I over-baked the pie crust a little bit too much, but in my defense the pie came out looking undercooked when I checked it at the time it was supposed to be finished. Recipes are often wrong, or at least inexact because all ovens cook differently. The main dish will be a pot roast that I have fixed in the crock pot. To the roast I added baby carrots, diced potatoes, garlic salt, black pepper, and Worcestershire sauce. It still has a few more hours to cook thoroughly. As soon as I finish this entry, I am going to see if the beginning stages of the lemon souffle is ready, because if it is, I need to devote some time to finishing it.