The last two years have been all over the place.
More bad than good, sadly.
You know, sometimes, no matter how positive you are (or try to be), life is just shit?
I moved across Denver a little over 2 years ago.
A week after that, my car was stolen. Presumably by an ex-boyfriend.
Last summer (2017) I finally lost my real estate accounting job with the crazy girl and the incompetent upper management.
As soon as I got my first smart phone (about a year and a half ago) I downloaded Tinder and started swiping almost immediately.
I slept with my very first match (not surprisingly – we really hit it off. You’ll see in a minute), but I didn’t share it on my blog.
I couldn’t remember why I decided not to tell you about him…
…and I couldn’t remember why there weren’t subsequent hookups.
I remember where he lived, that the sex was good; I remember his cock and I remember that he was the most amazing kisser!!
So amazing that, of all of the boys/men I’ve kissed since him, only one has even remotely kissed as well, and that’s Dreamboat.
Back in January, I was contacted by a young man on FetLife.
I named him Rock Star.
He was 26.
(Read the entire story [here])
Short version:
We agreed to meet one night at a rather busy bar, had a couple of drinks and got along very well.
So well that we had a “practice run” in the front seat of my “new” car (at the time), Lil Bear.
Then, the following weekend, during a legitimate hookup at a local Motel 6, he professed his undying love for some other woman he had never met…
Usually, when The Universe communicates with me it’s quite obvious.
Sometimes I listen.
Most times I don’t 😦
I’ve ignored the signs enough that, now, I don’t even know if I can recognize them.
Also, my life has been rather chaotic since I ended things with Jim/”Mick”
Excuses, excuses…
Hooray!!! My beautiful Lil Bear has been found!
Friday afternoon two weeks ago, right before we left for our skate trip to Dallas, I called to give the police the address where I thought Lil Bear might be – Jim/”Mick” has a friend with a shop in his garage. We had done all the work on Lil Bear there and I thought maybe, if Jim was the person who took my car, it could be there.
About 1.5 hours after I made that call, Denver Police called back to tell me they had found it!
(I haven’t been feeling very up to writing lately, but this has been sitting unfinished in my drafts folder for far too long.)
This is NOT all our stuff!
The weekend before Thing #1 and I moved was absolute craziness.
Doom-n-Gloom and Thing #2 were planning on being out of the old apartment by Sunday evening.
Long story short: they weren’t. When the day was over, they hadn’t even moved half of their things. The rest for us to ‘deal with’ until their return Monday evening.
Friday evening, when I got home from work, I was happy that the parking spot next to Breezy was open. I put Lil Bear in his place, grabbed my things and went inside to make dinner.
A friend was coming over at 7pm to eat with us and then give us massages. Because he hadn’t yet been to my new apartment (which I haven’t even told you about yet!), I met him out in the parking lot. I leaned on Lil Bear while I waited for our friend’s arrival.
We ate yummy food together; had our massages… It was a lovely evening.
When our friend left at 10:30, I walked him out and Lil Bear was still in his spot.
Sometime early Saturday morning, my beautiful, wonderful, perfect car – Lil Bear – was stolen.
Words cannot express how horrible I feel. Especially since I don’t know if it was some random event, or Mick did it to get back at me for breaking .
Ahhh, Lil Bear, how you ail me
Your water pump
Then your thermostat
No, wait, maybe it’s your radiator
AND your thermostat *sigh*
Now your lug nuts break!?
Mick has really been quite a hero the past couple of weeks.
My roller skates broke and he fixed my old pair for me so I could skate while I was waiting for my replacements to arrive.
Since then, my replacements have arrived and been customized to my standards 😉 and I think I actually like the old ones better now… but that’s another story… back to the hero part…
Breezy has needed front wheel bearings for quite some time. I purchased the parts and Mick did the work. We spent the Sunday afternoon together. First I had some things I needed to get off my chest but after that it was him working and me asking questions. Car fixing fun!! Soon we’ll be fixing the rest of Breezy’s littler issues. It’s such a relief!
Smitten with Him 