Don't Panic

I love Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, and I love the phrase Don't Panic. I think that is a mantra I need right now. I am on the verge of temporarily moving in 90% of the time with Bing, including lioness. I am freaked, I am excited, I am confused. I love spending time with him and yes we spend a lot of time together. The other bonus' are there as well, just convenience, and it will make the move in January easier since my stuff will be already at the complex, just moving (hopefully if a place opens up) a few doors down. Having so many hours back in my life, to cut out 2 hours of a commute has been amazing. I am less drained and see light and don't know what to do with my time. I find I am sleeping more lately. I don't know if it is because another cold is going around or it is just that I don't know what to do with myself. There are no couches at his place so I can't really get comfy to read or something else outside of the bed. Which then lures me into sleep.

I am afraid of not having a plan b. A friend came over and he is getting serious with is gf as well, and he doesn't have a plan b. I hadn't thought of a plan b. What happens if you get in this thick with someone and it doesn't work? Maybe we aren't compatible living together, or maybe my cat freaks out, or I freak out or worse he freaks out. It isn't an easy thing to just get out of quickly.

I brought the clothes in from my car. I had a bag full just in case I stayed over at his place. I finally broke down and brought them in and hung some up. I am so grateful for the openness and the allowing me into his life like this, I am just a bit scared that under one of the layers (just like an onion and ogre) there could be something I missed. I mean I know he is a great and wonderful person. But experience makes an otherwise kind kitty shy away from people if she was injured by many.

And yet I find myself calling it home without thinking.