bloodsong1 | Oh, data monkey job,

Why must you make my knees hurt so much? You're supposed to come with ergonomic, adjust-a-dozen-ways-from-Sunday chairs and no matter what I do, by 2 pm my knees are killing me. Maybe it's the weather. Last week was three days in a row and I didn't hurt like I have since yesterday.

*siiiiiiiiiiiiggggghhhhhh*

The other issue with Data Monkey job is that it's repetitive and boring. You do have to pay a certain amount of attention, but not enough to keep my mind from wandering around, humming ear-worm songs and pondering Life, Relationships and What Do I Want?

Simple Abundance is adamant about being grateful. Be thankful and you will soon cultivate acceptance which flowers joy or something like that. Bless and be grateful about everything in your life and Inspiration (no relation) will come and inspire you.

Imbolc in two days. That is all about Inspiration, which begets introspection which begets, for me at least, breaking down in tears. There hasn't been an Imbolc in the last 6 years I haven't cried at. Naturally the last two years have been the worst.

SNB is able to go, so I've been tel...okay, warning him about what to expect. My friends are outside his realm of experience, so I want him to be prepared. The flirting may be an issue. He's Italian and admitted to being a jealous sort. I can understand that, I'm a jealous sort too, which is why all my male friends are "safe". They're poly or leaning towards it, and since that's my hard line, we can flirt and joke and tease and be comfortable with just that.

It took me a while to convince him nekkid hot tubbing is okay because just about everyone there has already seen me nekkid, so, no big deal. We'll see.

Okay, time to address the Spangly Elephant.

He wants to marry me, LJ-Land.

More later.

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...and at the risk of sounding HORRIBLY old-fashioned, could I remind you of an ancient American tribal tradition known as the "Long Engagement" or even just "Being Engaged"? It really seems to be a forgotten idea anymore that two people have made a decision that they believe that a life-long commitment is wanted, and then spend the next year, or two, or three, learning a LOT more about how they are going to negotiate the falls and rapids of life as two. "Being Engaged" gives you a different status; you are promised, and considered to be exclusive, so people tend to treat you as a permanent couple: often nowadays the fiance`'s already are sharing home-space and finances and so forth: yet that final, and to my mind irrevocable jump has not been made. Speaking as a long-term married who considers homicide an often less painful option than divorce, it just seems like a great chance to see how you really interact as a team. So- yeah, he wants to marry you, fantastic, congratulations,I'm not surprised, why WOULDN'T anyone?, and join your family- so yea, if you are cool with that, maybe in a couple years? If it works, it's a pretty seamless transition into legalhood, and if it doesn't, no harm, no foul, geez that's too bad.
GOSH, I am so STINKIN' psyched, that he wants to marry you! Smart guy! Woo-HOO! Now back to how YOU feel..... :)

Oh, data monkey job,

WOW! That's some elephant.....