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He had to work late on Friday night. He called me Friday morning to tell me where he was headed. As soon as I heard the route I knew our Friday night date plans would be canceled. I am not going to lie. I was disappointed and a little disgusted. Our dating life has quickly descended to the lifestyle of an old married couple since he went back to work.
Our sex life has gone from every two or three days to every couple of weeks. Twice a month? That blows. I hardly get to see him anymore. Monday nights I go to his house and we watch tv. He is so exhausted from work sex is out of the question. Friday nights are the same, only we might go out to dinner. Every now and then on a Sunday I will have dinner with him, his daughter and his mom- and we will go to the movies after.
He calls me. Several times every day. He is just the sweetest man.
After our plans cancelled on Friday he called me to say goodnight. I wasn’t mean or curt to him. “Why don’t we meet for breakfast in the morning?” He said.
We went out to breakfast. Laughed and talked. He is very much an extrovert which is an odd match to my extreme introverted self.
Afterward we went to my house. We sat on the couch and talked for a little while. Just when I had come to the conclusion that he didn’t want sex that morning either- he pounced.
That man pounded me for nearly an hour. I am so sore this morning I am having a hard time walking.
Afterward we sat on the couch for awhile talking. I brought up the subject I had been avoiding for nearly a month. After 10 years in solitary confinement my mother has decided she would like to start spending the holidays with me. Now for the last 10 years I could have been dead and she couldn’t have cared less. But now, she is having issues with her mother-in-law so….she wants to spend Thanksgiving at my house.
I asked him what his plans were. He told me that usually he goes to his mom’s. That his daughter M is always at his ex in-laws. So usually it is just him and his mom- she is not able to cook this year- so he would come up with something for them.
I mentioned to him the idea about having him and his mom over for Thanksgiving along with my mom. He seemed excited…then got quiet. He said he wasn’t sure his mom would come. It was nothing against me- but she goes to the doctor on Monday about the spot on her forehead- it will probably turn out to be cancer- and then they will have to remove it. He thinks she probably wont want to leave the house with her face bandaged.
He said he would still like to come. We went out to the quarter car wash and washed both of our vehicles. Then went our separate ways. He called me later that night to tell me he didn’t think his mom would come. But she didn’t say she wouldn’t come. She just sort of left it open- she might.
When we were sitting on the couch talking yesterday I noticed something. He told me that he missed me and thanked me for being patient with him while he was working such long hours. He told me he was crazy about me- and that we had been going together for a very long time. Then he started talking about the future. How he hoped he could work long enough to buy a piece of land and put a doublewide on it. Notably I was not in his future.
It’s funny, I have noticed a pattern. Whenever he talks about the future- I am very rarely in the picture.
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Posted by SimpleSugar on 2009-11-08 09:31:37 | Rating: | Views: 24
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