My boyfriend.
You guessed right, didn't you? Yes, I can be very predictable.
I didn't sleep last night. After maybe three hours of sleep I finally got up at four and just started sobbing. I was miserable and stressed and sick and couldn't do it. Alex gets up at four for work and I texted him, bawling to him about my problems. He calmed me down rather effectively and I fell asleep almost immediately. I fell asleep too hard though and slept until eight, missing my first class. That sent me into a panic again and I felt even worse. I tried to load up on as much ibuprofen I could but there's only so much I could take and it wasn't as good as cold medicine. At eleven Alex's sister Whitney found me in the library and gave me a gift from Alex. Cough drops, cold medicine, and Vapo rub stuff. He was so worried about me at work that he had his sister get me stuff! I felt like crying I was so touched. And sick. I also wanted to cry from being sick.
As a child my mom would always tell me to have low expectations. I felt like that was horrible. Like, I don't want to just settle for someone since I have no expectations about what I deserve. A month ago I finally figured it out. I don't want to set low expectations about the kind of person I want, or the way I'm treated, but if I set low expectations for what they do or the things they say, I mean the good things, then I will always be pleasantly surprised. My expectations will always be exceeded. That was a horrible explanation. It makes so much sense in my head. Basically, I dropped all silly expectations I had for Alex and now everything is so wonderful. Every time he does something sweet I'm totally blown away and overwhelmed with love! And every time I get overwhelmed with gratitude for the sweet things he does the more sweet things he does! It's a wonderfully vicious cycle. :) Yeah, I still have my expectations. He better talk to me at least once a day {preferably more, hahhaa}. He better not treat me any less than a daughter of God deserves. He needs to compliment me every once in a while or I feel deprived {haha, personal quirk}. But aside from that I am generally expectation-less. And I couldn't be happier with him.
