The title says it all.
*The boy* isn't having any luck on the job front here and the strain of his lack of employment, money, mobility...everything that could have happened that did happen...has taken a toll on our relationship.
Despite loving each other and trying our hardest, the stars are so mis-aligned. Nothing we do is working and sometimes, you just have to step away.
It's hard. It's sad. It's depressing. It is heartbreaking. Neither of us really want to be apart but what he can provide isn't enough for me and we aren't being fair to each other.
Unless he gets a miraculous job offer in the next few days that will pay him a decent amount of money, he'll be heading back east. Maybe Boston would be kinder to him...give him a job. San Francisco is being unforgiving. There's a little bit of planning to do so he can go back East but it will all happen soon.
And now I'm faced with being single again...and alone...and pretty much friendless. Well, friendless in the "not having local friends that can get drunk with me at the nearby bar" type of friends. Frankly, most of my friends are in a different place than me that I feel like I am a third wheel and don't really belong.
It's hard when you try and try and try and no matter how much you do try, nothing works. I already know a lot of people think this should have happened ages ago. I tried to prove them wrong.
So I won't be blogging much or stitching much or returning phone calls much or emails much. I apologize to those who are waiting for anything from me. I won't be doing much of anything except crying, healing and working on my work deadlines, even though work is the last place I want to be. Sharon and Lisa, it may be a while before I get your gifties in the mail too.
I wish I had good news but good news never seems to find me. I know I sound low...but I think I'm allowed.