I am new at this blogging thing (this is my second time). Just got home from another 15 hr shift.... Folks, those get real old, real fast.... Yet I keep doing them..

Last night, I got to bed about midnight. At 01:15 my cell phone rang. "Hey! Let me talk ta billll" WHO??? "Bill, la' me talk ta Bill" I said "there is no Bill here, You have the wrong number" "Hey! I wanna ataalk ta BIll;" "You have the wrong number. There is no Bill here. Go sober up!" I hung up. RING RING "HEY!! I wanna talk ta Bill righ' now." I said, "You can't talk to Bill. He died last week." "NO SH**" click... So if you were the drunk that called for Bill, He really didn't die. But you call me at 01:15 again, AND BUD! YOU MAY DIE!!!! Why can't drunks dial the right numbers??

Then, at 04:30, my work called. Someone had called off sick. Did I want to come in early? AH! NO!! I'm already doing 15 hours today... Now, I'm awake, can't get back to sleep. GGRRRRrrrrrrr...

OK Enough whining.. Now to talk about Blue Eyes. If you read my first blog, you know my husband is not a healthy man. And I really miss the companionship of a man. Well, about two weeks ago, a customer called & I took care of him. We took care of business, then just chatted. Something I often do. Good PR & all that stuff... Later, he came by my office for "more information" We talked quite a bit. The next day, I called him for a routine follow up, and we talked for an hour!! This man is 6' 1", a little chunky but not fat, dark hair with touches of gray. And the bluest eyes I have EVER seen.... Dark tanned, well dressed, nice jewlery... Turns out he is a few years older than I, divorced, looking for a part time companion. NOT a full time relationship. He has had some medical issues and can no longer "preform". Which is why he & his last wife split. This works well for me, as I don't want to get into a sexual thing...

He has called me a few times, I have called him back. We met late, one afternoon for coffee & talked for 2 hours! We like so many of the same things. He ask if I would like to go for a walk. A WALK! I haven't been for a walk with anyone over the age 11 for so long.. We walked for almost an hour. Just walking & talking. We both have 2 grown kids. Grandkids, each have an old dog. I have 2 kittens, he has 2 older cats. We both enjoy travel.(My husband can't. His wife wouldn't.) Both former smokers. Now "clean lungers" Both love to work in the yard. Main diffrence in us is: he says he is a "total neat freak" & I am a "complete clutter bug"

OH WELL, Our paths have crossed as much as they are going too. I just really do have to wonder about one thing. Do his lips taste as good as they look???????????????

T.A.M.

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