soapboxdiner

Luck be a lady

So... 2.5 months later and here I am with an update, completely different and yet oddly (and ? predictably ?) the same.

I met someone in mid December, a blind date who has not yet left my company. He "lives" with us now, has a key and all. He picks up the kid from school and has the dinner ready when I get home. Buys me pressies and dresses me up. Cares for me.

He wants me to move out of ye olde trailer, my (and Steven's) home for the last decade. There is an apartment complex he's been asked to manage and maintain. The accompanying apartment into which we would move is beautiful. 2bd/2bth with a loft, bay windows and vaulted ceilings located on a large park with trails for walking and/or biking.

He's an artist.

He's a fantastic lover.

He moves too too fast and I am all awhirl.

I want more.

10:33 am - 01.12.05
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