Sunday Morning Good-Byes

Sunday Morning Good-Byes

Waking up with him Sunday morning was even more wonderful than Saturday.

We woke with the sun. I started stirring about an hour before he did, fading in and out of dreamland, enjoying the way he felt laying next to me, relishing the comfort of the bed and the warmth of the blankets.

And

My head fits perfectly in the nook of his left shoulder.

Perfectly.

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So much so, that my neck doesn’t start to get stiff or my arm underneath doesn’t fall asleep. In fact, it’s so comfortable there, I can actually fall back to sleep in that place.

(A week later, TC still wakes up with thoughts that I am cradled there on his arm.

See?

Perfect. 😉 )

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What should have been Monday’s post

What should have been Monday’s post

Cloudy by hanariku on DeviantArt
Cloudy
by hanariku on DeviantArt

It’s been really hard to shake the cloudy funk that came over me Saturday. The littlest things have been making me cry. I hope it’s just PMS, because I really don’t want to give Mr. Doom-n-Gloom that much power over me.

On a positive note, Loverman was actually waiting at my job yesterday morning when I got there! His “broken” truck, Ranger, was sitting in the parking lot in the spot right next to mine. It made me so happy to see him; words cannot express! Since my disagreement(s) with Doom-n-Gloom on Saturday, all I have been able to think about is climbing into Loverman’s arms to recharge myself and my positivity. It was so nice to be able to actually do that for a few minutes before work.

His excuse was that he wanted to use my truck to drive to an interview, but I think he stopped by because he missed me, too. We haven’t seen each other since the Sunday before Christmas and we were both probably starting to feel some serious “withdrawal symptoms”.

His interview finished up right at the end of lunch so he stopped by work to drop off my truck and we took another opportunity to spend time together with a nice lunch at McDonald’s — we took his truck. There wasn’t much time so we didn’t get to talk a lot, but it seems that his marriage is right on track with mine: his wife didn’t get him anything for Christmas either, she didn’t even tell him “merry Christmas”!

But *I* got him gifts and I told him Merry Christmas enough times for everyone!

He was the last person on my list that I bought gifts for, and his presents practically fell into my lap.

  • Smelly lotion because that’s just part of what I get every year for everyone.
  • A “Love Coupon Book” on The Dating Divas website that I printed that out for him. There were three blank coupons so I filled one out myself that says, “Good for one skate adventure in the year 2014!”
  • Cold medicine — this wasn’t really a gift, but I slipped it into his gift bag because he was catching a cold 🙂
  • A gift certificate for a 25-minute drive through the foothills in a Ferrari!! I am SO jealous! I wish I could ride with!

Ferrari 430 Scuderia

And last night, when I got into my truck to go home, Loverman had installed new front speakers for me while he had it earlier! There was a little post-it note waiting for me that said, “I hope you enjoy your new speakers. Merry Christmas!” signed with a happy little smiley face that he draws at the end of all his notes to me 🙂 It turns out that he needed my truck for more than just its fuel.

Needless to say, I had a very loud drive home last night and in to work again this morning!

Loverman met me for donuts before work today at our usual 7-11 and I think it’s fair to say that, I am feeling much better and definitely partly re-charged!

I hope all of you have a very bright and wonderful Happy New Year!!! Be safe tonight and enjoy yourselves thoroughly!

Happy New Year by pincel3d on DeviantArt
Happy New Year
by pincel3d on DeviantArt
More change than I wanted

More change than I wanted

I haven’t talked to Loverman for a bunch of days and he didn’t return a text (gasp!). Which is, actually, not like him at all. I wasn’t worried (yet) but I was a teensy-weensy bit hurt… So, last night he finally had a chance to call and we talked for a couple of hours (I *LOVE* listening to him talk :)) But I cried really hard for a while because things are going to (OMG) change! And not in the good way…

He works for a security company and his current job came to an end abruptly (earlier than he thought, but he knew it was coming). Then again, abruptly, they moved him to a new job that’s a tad bit closer to his house. 40 hours a week, same hourly wage, etc… Very Nice! (kind of…) But his hours are drastically different and not even remotely convenient! (Can I just mention that I really really really hate mixed feelings! Especially when they’re so extremely opposite.)

Saturday nights have been our nights for pretty much the last 2 years. We have a quick dinner at McD’s and go out roller skating together. Get our jam on. Have some fun. Enjoy each other’s and other people’s company. I’ve grown quite accustomed to the habit. So, that must mean it’s time for it to change!

All along I knew that this was a distinct possibility — his hours changing. I even knew that it could totally fuck things up. But that didn’t make my heart feel less trampled when he told me that we couldn’t have Saturdays any more and it would be a couple of weeks before he gets used to his new schedule. We were planning a special birthday night/day thing next week because it’s been so long since we’ve been together it’s starting to get to him, too (that man is like a rock I tell you ;). I hope we can still get together for that, at least!)

I get it. These things happen. Even when you’re happily married and not trying to sneak around making plans 2+ weeks after someone’s B-day, sometimes things just don’t work out how you want. And, I don’t have too much to complain about, really. I’m just SO disappointed!!!

Now, I just need to settle myself down, practice what I preach and just be thankful for the times when we will be together (tonight there will be time for a few cocktails, but nothing really more. Ooooh, anticipation! blah, blah, blah…)

And, BTW, I looked in the mirror and today I want a new face even more. I look so puffy and old and tired and sad (I know, I know, crying in the middle of the night and sleeping like shit really doesn’t help)… It is almost Halloween, I could just go and pick up a “happy mask” or something.

My Truck is Fixed

My Truck is Fixed

Loverman fixed my truck last week and gave it back to me Friday! It’s awesome. He went to the junkyard and, all by his little self, he pulled a rear end off of a different truck, drug it back to his place and then proceeded to take off both of my rear broken axles and replace them with what he found. Not only that – I didn’t HAVE to pay for the rear end he pulled out of the junkyard! (I did pay him for the labor, of course, it isn’t right to take advantage, even though he isn’t expecting any type of payment – except for what we call “stuff”. LOL!)

All weekend I drove around in what was luxury to me. In the old rear end the wheel bearings were making this crackling noise and the rear differential was whining all the time, my leaf springs had no “pep to their step”, as Loverman would say… Now, there isn’t ANY crackling or whining noises and it glides over bumps like a dream. On top of all that, he sanded out a rust spot in the passenger door, replaced the inside door handle on the driver’s side and replaced the hinges for the driver’s-side door as well (so it opens and closes gently now). And it isn’t like I neglect my truck in any way! I love that thing. We’ve named him Bear and he gets me all around where I want to go, but he has 206,000 (227,000 now 😉 ) miles and it’s a 1995 so there are going to be plenty of problems. We are working on getting it all fixed up before we aren’t able to find any good parts for it any more (he has two 93 Ford Probes and we are running into that problem all over for his parts).

What a nice weekend! Friday night we went to Taco Bell for dinner (because McDonald’s is for Saturdays!) and had a very nice time. Then Saturday night, like always, we went roller skating (and got our McDoubles, no pickles or onions, some French fries and a large root beer…). Saturday is officially the night that we get to spend together. We used to work together and saw each other all the time, so I am even more grateful for Saturday nights. We laughed our butts off skating – like usual. I think it’s truly awesome that after 4 years every time we’re together seems more fun than the last. I wish every day could be like this past weekend was.