The day I had been anxiously awaiting had arrived. I got a phone call from Kelz telling me that she had arrived at the Greyhound Bus Depot in Downtown San Diego. I immediately ran out to my car and started driving. I couldn't wait to see her again and had a hard time keeping my car under the speed limit.
I was able to get Downtown and find a parking space. I ran into the depot, but I couldn't find her anywhere. She wasn't in the waiting area where I was expecting her to be. I looked all over. Finally, I saw someone at a payphone outside. I ran out and she was there, talking to someone on the phone. I don't know who it was on the other end, but I didn't ask. She quickly wrapped up her conversation. We hugged and kissed briefly. We had to go back inside and get her luggage. She just had a few bags, but she claimed that one of them was missing. Despite filling out a claims form and making numerous calls to the depot, that missing luggage never reappeared.
We drove back to the apartment. (And I just realized this: She had to accept that this would be her new residence, sight unseen. Nowadays, I'd be able to text photos show she would know what to expect. But she had to hope that I had good taste and wasn't going to try to live in a ghetto area.) I asked her what she thought and she described it as "homey."
After we brought all her stuff from the car, she wanted to lay down and sleep. I laid down with her on the bed. It was hard for me to fall asleep at first because I was so unsure of what was going to happen. I was happy to finally have her there, but still feared that something was going to go wrong.
After a while, I got up and decided to get something for us to eat. While I was putting on my shoes, Kelz came out of the bedroom. I asked her what she wanted from Wendy's. She just asked for a cheeseburger. I was probably gone about 30 minutes. When I returned, she had the TV BLASTING! I'd never had the volume up that high! She was also talking on the phone. I had no idea how she was able to keep up a conversation with the TV that loud, but she seemed to manage. I started feeling the same way I did when Chez didn't run up and hug me after I had come to get her. I was already feeling like this was another thing that was not going to work out the way I intended.
She eventually got off the phone and we ate. I knew I shouldn't try to start out the relationship by being the jealous boyfriend, so I didn't bother to ask her who she was talking to. And she didn't offer to tell me who it was.
We watched TV for a little bit and then went to bed. We made out for awhile before falling asleep. She said, "This is going to take some getting used to," referring to the fact that we weren't going to start removing articles of clothing and start engaging in sexual relations.
I guess we both had bad feelings about this, but they didn't get in the way of us having fun for the next month.
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