Yesterday i went out to my car for a half hour deep sleep nap at lunch. I couldn't keep my eyes open, Sleep was horrible the night before. My ELBOWS hurt, all my joints hurt. so strange. After work i had every intention of eating and going to bed, but Mr. Cigar wanted to go out. I went to his house for the first time since I left for my cruise in January. I expected to see a lot of women things, but it was exactly the same. When i asked him, he told me that she has nothing. We took his ride and went out to "At the Corner" in Litchfield. We had such a good time and on the way back we were listening to good music and chair dancing. It never occurred to me to ask him if she knew we were going out. She had texted that she had gotten out of class early and was on her way home. When we got there he kept trying to call her to come out so we could all go for a ride. When she wouldn't answer i started getting a bad fee...
I sometimes wish i could fast forward to the end of this story and see how it ends. Is it a drama, comedy, suspanse, ....true crime? What genre does my current life fit into? Rocky (my nickname for her) came over to my place yesterday. She arrived at 1pm and left at 5:30pm. Mr. Cigar left us alone until about 5 when he texted her to tell her he was feeding the dogs and to take her time. We talked. and talked. We got really mad at him and we laughed our asses off. We told "our" side of his stories. We didn't trash him, but we did acknowledge he is not always a nice man. Lots of reasons why, none of them valid in how he has treated both of us in the past. I have no tolerance for things he has done to her, and she doesn't understandd why some things just don't bother me like they should. Nothing was answered by the time she left. But at least we have hugged, laid eyes on each other and appear to have a lot in common as...