Frantic ball of girl-crazy

It's been two days since my aforementioned moment of absurd logic about my boyfriend. All is well and the flames of crazy have been washed away. Daniel was just drinking with Deana to help console her after work. I later learned that she screwed up on something, nothing else during the day seemed to go right; that topped off with her having had no lunch that day either, all added up to a woman in desperate need of whiskey. And I completely get that talking about it to me wouldn't help as much as talking to a friend who is also a co-worker and in the same boat as her.

The next night we all met up a recently re-opened bar downtown that offers a great relaxing atmosphere while still retaining the obvious surroundings of bar-life. Daniel, looking sexy as ever, met up with us after his late shift. We had a good night, an ever better after-party, a great morning followed by a wonderful afternoon, evening and night again. We hadn't spent this much time together at once since we took a weekend get-away a few months back.

The best thing about it all is, I never once let on that I was a frantic ball of girl-crazy one night because of his lack of texting. (And a good thing too. No boyfriend should be burdened with that unless totally justified.) I never once insisted we spend all Saturday together. It just happened naturally. And after a movie in the evening, (we saw Kick-Ass and I give it a B),  he asked, "What do you want to do now?" instead of just dropping me off at my house.
 I think he likes me.  ;)  

And just when I didn't think it could get any better, I had a late night revelation. After approximately 27 hours together straight, I was not the least bit sick of seeing him. This statement may seem harsh or negative, but stop to think about it. Sometimes, even with good friends, there comes a time when you just want them to go away so you can have a little alone time. Everybody has these feelings; just admit it. So the fact that I wasn't thinking these thoughts about how nice it would be just to go home and be on my own after 27 odd hours together with Daniel is a revelation of how much I adore him.