PW’s Fairy Tale Life

PW recently went to London to visit her boyfriend who she met through Everquest. She spent almost two weeks there and got back last week. She was supposed to call me last Saturday evening to tell me all about it but she didn’t and I assume some responsibility because I could have called her despite the whole being sick thing.

Anyway, with the bombings in London yesterday, I was very worried about English as I knew he lives in London and even though I’ve never met him, I was worried for PW’s sake. She did send me an email letting me know he was o.k. as he lives and works on the outer edge of the city. Still, I called her anyway.

The strange thing is that originally English’s family wanted her to come this week and she decided to go earlier luckily. She said they had been on the underground and in a double-decker bus while she was there and that if she’d gone this week, she could have been in the middle of it. I’m glad she went early.

The new plan for them is for her to start sorting through her things. She will take the bare minimum (I guess) and either give away, sell, throw away or store the rest. Meanwhile, English is looking for a three bedroom home to buy. He will narrow it down to a couple he likes and when she goes back in October (he will be here in September, which is when I’ll get to meet him, btw), she will see the ones he’s narrowed it down to and add her 2 cents.

Next February, she and the cat will head to England. Apparently, you can go to England with no Visa for 6 months on your passport, but she won’t be able to work during that time. She says, they’ll see how things go for three months and then in May, they are planning a trip to Hawaii to get married sans family and friends. On the way back to England, they’ll probably stop in New Orleans for a reception and in New York to file for a spousal Visa.

I must say I was a little hurt that I wouldn’t get to go to the wedding. She said I might be invited to the wedding in Hawaii, but I’d be the only one — and quite frankly, I have no desire to be the third wheel on anyone’s honeymoon. I’ll probably just fly down to New Orleans for the reception.

I’m happy for her. I really am. I hope this works out. He sounds like a nice guy. She’s had such a hard life — granted, some of it she brought on herself — and I’m happy she’s found someone rich and British and thoughtful and responsible. I just hope she lets herself be happy and doesn’t sabatoge things based on her past experiences.

And I hope she doesn’t let El poison her either. El apparently is jealous of the fact that PW got to go to England and has an English beaux and has a rich beaux. She’s also apparently made some snide remarks about how English isn’t that good-looking so why would PW want him? This has caused PW to make defensive remarks to me about his appearance, though I’ve never inquired about his looks. Looks don’t particularly matter to me in the real world. Anyway, PW keeps saying that she likes English despite him not being a Hollywood Hottie. I keep trying to reassure her that he doesn’t have to be as long as he makes her happy. Maybe I should call her more often to reinforce that so El’s continued presence will have a less negative effect on PW.

And I must admit to feeling a little jealous, though I have no interest in marriage or children (which she is already talking about). I guess deep down, I would like someone in my life — someone who is caring and thoughtful and independent, someone who doesn’t smother, isn’t obsessive, and will be understanding, and someone who accepts me as I really am and isn’t blinded by some self-designed delusion of who he wants me to be.

tags: London bombing, dysfunctional drama

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