On the bright side

Last night I sprayed my body pillow with Sean's cologne (he offered to let me keep it until the next time he visits) and I don't think I let that thing go until my alarm went off five hours later. Eau de Boyfriend was the very first thing I noticed this morning and it set the mood for the entire day - I hummed and swayed to the music at work, I said "good morning!" to my fellow textbookies, I contributed to the conversation in my Spanish class!

Tonight I made shrimp pil-pil for the first time in days. Tonight I'll finish my homework early. Tonight I'll start prepping for the eagerly anticipated move. Tomorrow is the last day of the work week. I'll spend this weekend packing, next weekend shopping for things with which to furnish my oasis, and the weekend after that my beau will be reunited with his cologne and the girlfriend who might be just a wee bit too attached.

If I'm going to be served love hurts, I'd prefer that it be seasoned with "long distance relationship" over "another woman", "it's not you, it's me", or "let's just be friends" any day.