A Refuge, and A Warm Shoulder

I am very lucky this Valentine's Day to have a very warm shoulder to lay my head on. I know that I am lucky, because the rest of my girlz are each struggling right now (although off and on for some of them) with their relationships.

What makes me appreciate TM the most right now?

That after running into my sister at Meijer's and talking for a few minutes, I made an off-handed comment that I wish my house were bigger so that I could host girl nights for awhile. For the main reason of releasing the burden off my Bex. (Who, btw, does NOT think of US as a burden, but, well, there are issues in her house that she has to deal with because of us.)

And you know what TM said?

"We can make your house work."

So we drove right home, rearranged my laundry room (re: moved boxes that were sitting there for 4 months out of the fucking way) and moved my actual TABLE with actual CHAIRS out from the freezing sunroom and INTO the laundry room.

It looks great and is totally suitable for entertaining. Entertaining that does NOT require fitting two tv tables together in the middle of shoes and coats. Of course, its not as big or as nice as Bex's, but it's here now, if we need it. Kind of like a refuge...

So for my Valentine's Day, my boyfriend actually helped my see my GIRLZ at MY house. I couldn't have asked for a sweeter gift.

I also dig him because when he jokingly says he is 4th in my life (yahoos, family, GIRLZ, him), I just nod and say "sorry" and laugh. And he's fine with it. .... I think.