I finally got my room pretty much all cleaned and organized... the boys brought me lots of boxes and things full of stuff that wouldn't fit in my car when I drove, and I moved my bed and table and stuff around, and consolidated as much as possible as to minimize the monopoly of what little storage space I have. I also started making little panels to put on my closet doors. It's kind of fun. I made eight last night with Erin. And her dad gave me a succulent from South Africa. I forget what the name is already. Haha.
Anyway, I had a good talk with Josh on the phone last night, even though Gretchen called partway through and cut our conversation short, but it didn't bother me. We talked about how neither of us is sure whether it'd be right to actually admit we're in a relationship (or make it official or whatever) at this point, even though we pretty much are experiencing all the elements of a relationship... I don't know what I'm afraid of, if it's anything more than I'm terrified of hurting him or being hurt... I'm such a wuss... every time I think about having a relationship with him, I think about how hard it's going to be to break up. I guess I'm just not over Mike yet... or something. Even though I hate to admit it.