I am so overwhealmed with love right now.

It's been hard. There have been a few instances where I've really felt he didn't want to talk to me. Like, the other day I was on MSN using my phone - this is a whole new world of technology for me and that's always a tiny bit scary. But he was quiet... told me he was a bit out of sorts, missed me terribly. He's moved his suitcases to his room so he can start packing, even though we haven't heard anything from the visa... But he was just withdrawn, when I really wanted to talk to him.
We'd only spoken (voice) once since I left a week ago, and then today when I got home he seemed disinterested again! I was frusterated, only to find he was talking to another mate, working out the video conferencing for D&D. I was dispirited when he was asking me to join in and help them making it go. But, I did. I was really snippy with him, but I helped.

It took hours. Now, fellow LDR sufferers - Have you heard of ooVoo? It's a very nice program. Very nice. I wont rave on about it, but you seriously want to give it a go! The only complaint I have about it is that it forces a taskbar install, but you can turn it off, so whatever

Anyway, it was midnight his time when it was finally sorted out. Past his bed time. He looked ready to just say goodnight to the three of us in chat and then be gone. I was crushed. But, I wasn't hiding it well, and he stayed with me. He stayed up til just after 1:30am talking to me, and we'll skype sleep later (ooVoo doesn't have an auto-accept and my internet is cruddy). And we just talked and I told him how I've been feeling, that the masses of texts he wakes me up with at 4am make me so happy, but then it's like he's a different person at the end of the day (noon my time), and I feel that if I'm giving up half my day to talk to him, he is obligated to make it worth my while. I talked to him about my fears with the visa, how (apparently) Australia has changed their visa laws so that foreign workers can only stay with the same employer 6 months. This seems ludacris to me, but we have mates in the exact same position as us, but two years ahead - and they are now having problems with this law and moving back to Canada because of it. (Michelle, if you read this, keep it in the cone!! No one knows)

I spoke with him about living with Bec and adjusting and even how I feel about being home - the sheer joy I feel being here. This really is God's country. I know it's terribly harsh on him to get in, we're strict as - but our sketchy government policies aside, the land is beautiful. I feel so proud. The sunshine on the red tile rooves, the trees that don't grow straight, the smell of the air, the language, the low-flow no-splashback wipe-yourself-and-never-get-your-hand-wet toilets, the ancient buildings and the lower standard of living (personal opinion probably).. it's so comforting.

Although I was hesitant, I also told him how I now know I will be able to leave again. I was scard that I wouldn't but now I see a short visit can recharge me.

Things just feel better now we've had a chance to talk - really talk, and hear each other's voices. We're also a lot more mushy this time than we were last time. I wrote him a totally epic love letter (email) the other night, and he responded with texts.... and I don't know.. (I'm not as equolent because it's later and I'm typing slowly to be quiet and not wake him) It's a lovely thing. We're really aware not to take each other for granted, that's been recharged.

Anyway I'm going to go snuggle down, maybe read for a bit. I just thought a happy ramble was in order.