there's no time to cry

so i'm kind of mesmerized at this life that's going by in a blur. dreamy house, dreamy man, dreamy (sometimes) job in a dreamy (sometimes) town.
it's so nuts that i met this man so long ago and hadn't seen him in so long and now i live and love with him every single glorious day. it's magical really, how the world works sometimes. i never thought in a million years we'd end up here, and now that we have i wouldn't have it any other way. if i could take back the many, many missteps and misfortunes i've had along the way but it meant never getting to here, i wouldn't dare. it's been a long time since i've been truely content with life and it's a really nice change, i must say.
the only things i'd like more of is live music and money, but don't we all wish that?
and the house, let me tell you. this stupid, dreamy house. it's going to be so lovely, especially in the spring and when we get the hammock, but right now all this stupid unpacking sucks and getting the landlord to do anything is a task in itself and we need so much more furniture.. it's so empty. i feel like it's lonely.. but you don't have to sweep around or underneath things as much!
trivial fussing aside, i love the man and a patient called me specifically to apologize today, which is unheard of, and life is good. not great, but good. but really good.