Sharing

All week the Principal has been texting and calling me about his new dog's separation anxiety. Part of me wanted to feel special, like he was sharing something and we were getting closer. But in reality I know he just wanted someone to vent his frustrations to. He was talking at me. I was slightly annoyed.

Later that night after more listening to him go on and on, inserting my occassional "Try this" or "It will get better", he thanked me for all my advice. To top it all off he called me sweetheart. And damn it. I melted.

The problem lately is that I melt a lot about the Principal. A look, a touch, all the nice crap that he's been spewing regularly. I miss him when he leaves. I smile like a gremlin when he sends me a message. I even freaking dream about him. Its bad. Very, very bad. Not the dreaming part, though, that can be very very good... But all the feely stuff is making my head hurt.

Especially since he got an interview for a job far, far away that he really wants. I can't go falling in love with this dude if he's going to move to another state. With his dog. That he's obsessed with. Can not be falling in love with that.

To get a better perspective on my situation and a dose of the downers I called up my mom.

"The Principal is going to New Mexico next week to interview for that job."

"Oh really. Well, then I guess that's the end of him. Better start looking for someone else."

"Mom..."

"What? How can you date him in another state? It can't work! You said yourself that you don't want a long distance relationship."

"I don't want a long distance relationship... He said he would drive home every weekend."

"Yeah, that won't last long. He'll get tired of the drive, wasting the money and time. I'm just saying don't get your hopes up."

"I want him to get the job."

"Of course you do because that's what he needs to do. Its what's best for him. You just aren't going with him."

"What if I did?"

"Hmph. Did he ask you to go with him?"

Naturally, the Principal and I hadn't discussed that. I began to worry, pace, and eventually just broke down all together, which in my world translates to reading a romance novel while getting drunk. A very sloppy combination. The dog and cat both hid from me, the little bastards. Then again, I was walking around saying "Yeah right, Nora! Everyone just falls in love like that!" I knew I had to have the "Where is this relationship going" talk with the Principal, and soon or I would drive myself crazy.

More than I already am.