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18 August 2001
I can't believe I haven't gone to see dear Great-Auntie Muriel for a year. You would think after she opened her home to Arthur and I, I would be more grateful, and as such, make it a priority to spend time with her. I've been an awful niece,(and I told her so) but she assured me it's quite all right, since I did live with her for two and a half years. I sought her out for advice on what I should do with the situation between Arthur and I, and I'm quite certain I'll be taking it shortly. She echoed my earlier thoughts about us just needing to talk and spend time together, and I hope she's right. Arthur is such a sweetheart, but I do have to say, he forgets about me every once in a while, I believe. Sometimes I wonder if that man's head is permanently in the clouds, or if he's just the clueless, adorable man I've always known him to be.
I think I might take Muriel's advice about taking a stroll through the orchard, but I've also been entertaining the idea of going out to dinner one night. It would give us a change of scenery we both could probably benefit from, and a night of dancing would bring back wonderful memories. Or I might just whip up the nicest meal I can think of and dress up in that dress he adores one night. I'll have to give it some thought, but I do know there's hope for us two lovebirds yet.