Is this my life?

The puppies are cute but they are such a pain. This house is also disgusting and I can't deal with the kitchen much longer. The puppies are penned under the kitchen table. There's no counter space and the stove is unusable since its taken on the job of the table. I don't know how much longer I can deal with this. Another 4 weeks and they'll mostly be out of here.

I need to call the bank and get officially approved for a home loan. I know I'm in good standing for at least 140K. Which is decent here. Then I just need to find a house and get out of here. My sister said he'd move in with me and she can pay rent so that'd be helpful.

I also started seeing someone. He was an hour late to our first meet up. I left the cafe and walked to the comic book shop. He caught up but didn't want to go in. I wasn't going to leave because I'd just got there and hadn't had a chance to see if they had what I wanted. (They didn't) Finally, he came in but didn't want to stay because he didn't pay the meter. It was a Sunday. Chill. Parking is free.

After that we walked around. I bought a book at a different store. He turned out to be alright.

It's only been a week but I think I really like him and I have a good feeling. He wants to talk about the future a lot. Like making summer plans to go fishing and check out the boat show.

Also he didn't know if he wanted to join the police or become a truck driver and asked me which I would prefer. I said I didn't have a lot of warm feeling towards the police. He said a lot of couples are partners on long hauls so I'll have to go with him in the truck.

I don't know. Is this weird? I've never know anyone to want to make plans for more than a week out. But it feels like we're planning a life here. A life with boats and trucks.