Since last September, I’ve been spending a lot of time inside my head. It was a tough time to recover from: Mick’s verbal harassment, moving, having my car stolen…
Shit! Just a move by itself is enough to send a person’s life into topsy-turvies…
I ended up dragging a couple of very special people into my drama, then seemingly dropped off the planet. There’s no excuse for that. I was simply a scared kitten.
(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.
In a little less than 3 weeks, Thing #1 and I will be moving to a new apartment across town.
Finally, after a year of being divorced, Doom-n-Gloom will no longer be living in my apartment.
I’m super duper excited!!!
However, Thing #2 is kind of creating issues.
She has decided she would like to continue living with her father.
For the beginning of the story, click here
I don’t know what to name him… Usually something comes to me… Maybe “Steamboat” because that’s where he’s moving and he’s kind of a dreamboat 😉 or DS for Dreamboat in Steamboat… I don’t know. Maybe you can think of something.
He’s my age, attractive, intelligent, half black, half Mexican, only about an inch taller than me and very, very skinny (doesn’t shave his nethers either, hmmm…). He’s been a registered nurse for 20 years and loves his family who he goes to see every year. He wants to open his own retirement home and has a plan already in process. He likes EDM (electronic dance music), Pink Floyd, classic rock… He likes the same drugs as I do and likes to drink, but knows how to be safe because he’s a nurse. He drives a brand spanking new Miata and one would *think* he’s gay except for (maybe) the way he eats my pussy and kisses me… Damn!
from Pinterest
For the time being, my life is in a quiet, restful place.
Like the calm before the storm.
Smitten with Him 