There are typos in my last post because I was falling asleep while writing it. Oh well.

Just wanted to say that I am happy.

I don't think our own happiness gets acknowledged as often as it should.

I have my own house with a fenced-in backyard. All mine! I have my dog and two kitties (about to have Luca back and possibly a third cat...). So... House full of animals is the definition of happiness for me.

I've got a stable job that pays me decently that I genuinely enjoy. Though I dread waking up at 5:00am... And not being able to come home until nearly 7pm. And I haven't had a raise since summer 2017... But it could be worse.

I've got a boy who treats me right finally. He checks in every few weeks and asks if I'm happy and if everything is going okay with us. He seems to care. He really tries. He does a lot for me. Yesterday morning he started my car for me to warm it up without me asking (being the "strong independent" woman that I am, I would never ask). I love that. He's considerate and thoughtful. He honestly makes me a little insecure in the relationship because I wonder if I'm pulling my weight. I'm so used to the person I'm dating putting in so little effort and me retaliating by reciprocating... I'm trying to get used to actually trying again. You have no idea how into this boy I am. I want it to last forever. I have PLANS for it to last forever. I have never been with anyone else who I felt was so indisposable.

My finances stress me out right now. My car is starting to have undiagnosed issues that stress me out right now. But I'm staying positive.

And I know that may not be interesting. But I've got to credit the good times too.