Another day in the neighborhood, won't you be my neighbor?

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, a beautiful day in the neighborhood, won't you be my neighbor? I don't know where Mr. Rogers came from but damn it there he is. I am still up and need to be in bed. I agreed to take the soon to be ex husband to a procedure tomorrow early in the morning. I need to be there at 8:30am he says. I can't believe he is doing it that early cuz when we were together he wouldn't have made it that early at all. Hell he wouldn't get up early to do anything with me period so who am I fooling. It is a damn shame too or at least it was a damn shame because now I don't fucking care. It is not my problem to deal with anymore. Besides I rather enjoy getting up with my new man. I enjoy staying the night at his place and getting up with him as he gets ready for work since I do not have to at this particular moment. It is nice to spend a little time with him before he leaves. I was so disappointed when I woke up 20mins after he left that one morning. I was just so very disappointed. He really doesn't understand why but I do and it is just a feel good feeling. Jenfer thinks I should look there for a job in South Carolina on the cool while my boyfriend is out on Christmas vacation because she says you never know. Which of course is true and I might as well have all my ducks in a row if I am going to do it. Don't look for a job after he gets back because if he ask me to go with him I will have already looked and sent resumes. I don't know though, I am nervous. I don't know what makes me think that he would even ask me something like that. I am living in dreamy land I know. I mean but what does it hurt to dream that my man would take me with him as his job moves him around the world and we grow this relationship. Ok I am dreaming/hoping/wishing for a lot I know. I can hear my boyfriend now, don't you think that is asking a little too much, but all I can say is anything that I ask for is never too much when it involves us being together. At least that is what I am feeling for him at this moment. It isn't infatuation (<---sp?) either. I mean it is odd. I'm really comfy around him, it feels good to be my complete self and not have to hide anything about me or hold anything back. I can be as sily as I wish and as crazy and as goofy as I want. I don't have to hide who my friends are either. I mean either he clicks with them or he doesn't and he doesn't make a big fucking deal about it either. Today he let me told me he mentioned me to some of his other friends across the world. Oh it made me feel very fucking special although that doesn't mean anything. He could say girlfriend and have another one next month and they won't exactly know which girlfriend he is talking about and he wouldn't have to specify. So is it really special that he mentioned me? You know I'm going to hold on to the fact that it is and run with it.
We talked on the phone once again today. I feel silly for mentioning it but I am. It feels funny because it is a rare occurence that is starting to happen a lot more often and we are having a lot more to say of course. I say of course because being on the phone with him use to be akward and I am not much a phone person but things are slowly changing and I am glad for that. They are changing and happening in a positive light.
I better get to bed being that I am getting up early on one of my leisure days. Part of me wants to dress cute just to let him know that I'm looking good yes and he messed up but the real me is just going to find whatever and put on whatever. I can't get my boyfriend out of my mind. I am just so damn passionate about him. Him just being him overwhelms me with passion and I let him know that too. I think he realizes it by himself though. I always tell him I'm sorry I can't keep my hands off of him and he always ask why and he hears the same answer, just because you are Omar, that is all you will ever need to do is just be you baby.