On Day 93, positivity came my way
The Highlight of my day and week and even month was seeing The One. It came as a total surprise. He called me about 6:00pm asking what I was up to. I told him nothing much. I was of course in my gym gear planning a mild workout but said that it wasn't confirmed. He chatted randomly then asked to meet up for half an hour since he had a wedding to attend. I didn't mind at all and got dressed as fast as I could thankful that I had washed my hair the previous night. I wore a pretty dress, did my face and let my hair down. I put body mist, body sprays on top of the body cream for the extra nice smell and I rushed to meet at our usual spot not forgetting the 7 incents sets I bought him as a gift for his sisters.
He gifted me perfume and Oud which surprised me. I was expecting the Oud since he mentioned once that he had ordered it for me.
He even got the perfume wrapped. Afterwards, I felt slightly bad because I neglected to acknowledge the fact that he wrapped the gifts and put them in a nice bag. I remembered afterwards the many times I bugged The One about showing me some respect by wrapping the gift and now that he did it (when I least expected it I may add), it meant nothing. Seems I didn't know which fight to pick with him. Why make a big deal for gift-wrapping when all that mattered was that he was kind enough to buy me what I asked for?
Seeing him was a highlight itself. He gave me the biggest compliment ever when he told me: "You are Gold". Apparently, he was impressed by how I managed my finances, how I helped out the needy, my family, still dressed lavishly, enjoyed life and traveled. He also found out how exactly how much I made and was even more impressed at my money management ability.
He assumed my dress was bought on my last B town trip because it looked expensive. He got shocked when he found out that I bought it from Marks'n'Spencers for 15 quid. He is always impressed by my purchases and how I spend my money wisely on items of true value. And he is fully aware that very few women that he knows manage their finances the way I do.
I felt too cheap and shy to ask for the Gucci bag that I liked. I don't know why I still have issues with asking him for gifts on special occasions. Could it be my pride? So I saved face and made up a lie about wanting earrings as a graduation gift.
He asked me where I planned to go afterward and I told him to go see M, Sara, and Neil. I told him that Neil was a westerner and Sara was an Arab but that they were marrying for the sake of love. He wasn't impressed of course but he should be used to it by now: that more and more Arab women are finding true love with different nationalities. Then he made me call M and I was kinda terrified in case M blurted out something by mistake. Phew I am so glad that she didn't.
So he gave me a doubtful look and said: you're going to a shisha place dressed like that? I looked at him and said something which I do not recall but he was soon to laugh off his question and answer back: I trust you. He told me he trusted me and trusted that I wouldn't cheat. So this was a great thing to hear. If he still trusted that I won't flirt with other men then he surely still considered me a partner, his woman, a gf at the very least. Phew, I was worried about this.
I then met up with M at the shisha place which is becoming a regular hangout. Once upon a time, I was very against women sitting at shishas but I seem to be warming up to the idea. So I am changing. Then how come a lot of the people I associate with haven't changed the least bit.
And he concluded by telling me not to take things too sensitively or personally and to look at the big picture. This was also a piece of advice given to me by Agent 009. Sight, I don't know.
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Which new handbag shall I go for?
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I got pestered by an older below average looking bloke driving a silver range rover. His pick-up lines were way too cheesy and annoying for my tender posh ears, lol. What sane and stable 30-year-old flirts by saying: oh what a pretty skirt you're wearing, what nice eyes you have. It was seriously too cheesy for my posh self to digest.
So it turns out that cutie pie is truly cute but way too demanding of attention and sweet talk that it is kinda suffocating. I kept hoping secretly that I never suffocated The One this way. But I am aware that people come into our lives for a reason so perhaps I am meant to learn this kind of sweet talk from cutie pie. I mean sweet talk is one way to loosen up.
So on Day 93, Happiness came to me in the form of hope.
Till we meet again
Sedeso
PS: we are 7 days away from the finishing of this project and I think I can define happiness somehow.
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