Bad timing

San Francisco - Here I come!

The week has passed by quickly as I took a few days off to do all my shopping before my big trip. The situation at home was good. Peter was as nice and loving as always, a bit sad, so was I. We f****d every night this week, which is something that we did.. well never, but I have to admit it was amazing and I've never felt so close to him.

From time to time I was reminded of Chris and how he completely ignored my text that I was going to San Francisco for 2 months. That's right the text history was like that:

Chris

Hey what's up?

Me

Well.. guess what

Chris 

What? 

Me

I'm going to San Francisco for work... for 2 months! :)

AND THAT WAS IT. No response, I saw he read it, but that was it. No call, no response. Just completely ignored me. I'd lie to say I wasn't disappointed. I was, but I reminded myself that this is probably for the best. What we had was some long-distance online romance, and it should've remained one. I was perfectly happy with Peter and our two cats. 

I quickly left the thought of him somewhere at the back of my head as I was packing up my second suitcase. I stepped on top of it with both my feet to make it close. Damn I took too many clothes, but I was going on the best adventure of my life, so I had to be prepared for everything. 

And there it was, the day of my flight. I always liked to be at the airport early so I woke up Peter at 5am for one last quickie before I left, he enjoyed that. On our way to the airport he kept joking around and making small talk as we were going shopping. When we got to the airport I was already crying. Maybe I made a wrong decision and right here right now is where I belonged.

'You'll be fine Vicky, you always are, you're the strongest person I know' he said as he wiped my tears kissing my cheek.

'What if I screw up, what if I'm not good enough and they realize that and they fire me instead?'

'Seriously? Do you really think that?' 

'Well, no. I know I'm the best' I smiled.

'That's my girl' he grinned.

We walked in and he was dragging both my suitcases as always, not letting me lift a finger for anything. I checked my luggage and it was time for me to move on by myself and go to the check in. I turned face to face at Peter and I saw tears in his eyes. He hugged me so hard I felt my ribs cracking.

'I love you Cookie Monster' that was his nickname for me.

'I love you too, more than anything'

'Call me the moment you land, and then when you get to the flat, and then when you unpack, and then before you go to sleep... just call me all the time ok?'

'Of course I will. Please take care of my fur babies'

'Of course I will'

He kissed me on my lips and then on my forehead and then let me go. He was following my every move with his eyes as I was walking away, until I turned around and no longer could see him through the crowds.

This is it Vicky, you're doing this! San Francisco -Here I come!