This morning I thought about how much I like Alex.
He is so sweet, so attentive, so good to me. In many ways he is perfect for me.
In the evening when we talked on the phone, he seemed sad. Work isn’t as fun as he had hoped. He had to work on the electric scooters and he didn’t like it. It seemed like he found the electric stuff really hard.
It was a bit of an unattractive moment. He seemed like an illiterate person who doesn’t want to be given the reading job.
But I thought about how he is actually very good at teaching himself things, and encouraged him to learn it. He seemed receptive….almost too receptive. I hope he is real about it haha.
His work is getting him down a bit. It tires him out, and he is frustrated that he won’t get to do bike design. (Though he was clear-headed enough to advise Steve to not design new cargo bikes yet, and to order ready-made cargo bikes first.) I wish he can get used to this job and find it easy.
I think I need to remember that his talents won’t completely be the same as mine. And that his bad might be his good also. And I shouldn’t compare him to other people’s boyfriends. Most of all, I need to remember that he loves me very much. He hasn’t said so yet, but we both feel this way, I know. No one has ever loved me this much. For that, he is a keeper.