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| Gray Days Made Easy |
After a string of beautiful days, it was shitty and gross out yesterday. I had spent the night having a sleep over with my team at one of their houses. Let me tell you, after a night of drinking, the last thing you want to do is have a slumber party with a bunch of 16 year old girls. I felt so tired and drained. And the next morning it felt like someone had spent the evening beating me with a bag of oranges.
I got a call in the morning from a prospective tenant looking to rent the middle house on my property. I told him to call me before he came over. Instead, he was waiting for me when I pulled up to my house still in my pajamas. I offered him some leftover pie from the sleepover and coffee while we waited for my current tenant to leave. It was surreal, probably for him too. He was really cute which made me wary of having him live there. Even with my unbrushed teeth and tattered pj's, I could feel me start to turn the flirt on. What is wrong with me?
I was so tired, but had made a promise to watch a movie with my friend A.I. who I hadn't seen in a while. He and I have very similar tastes in music and movies. Being with him is completely easy. I think we've known each other for 10 years now and I have a feeling he will be one of those people who will always be in my life. He's no bullshit and laughs easily. When you find one someone like that, you have to hold on to them. They are so rare!
But being no bullshit, he also gives me the cold facts. And he kept saying that Crafty was an alcoholic. I felt like protesting, but having lived in a bar most of my life, I recognized the truth in that statement. So if he is an alcoholic, how far am I willing to take this?
I dropped A.I. off at his house and drove home in a bleak mood. The movie sucked, the weather sucked and I was exhausted in that bone permeating sort of way. Crafty texted me that he was still waiting for a friend to show up so they could hang out a bit. But maybe he could drop by for an hour afterwards? I was in no mood to entertain or play hostess. But I always want to see him. We left it up in the air.
I walked around like a zombie for a few hours and then got another text from him. He bailed on his friend and wanted to come over and just lay in my bed with me. After the day that I had, it sounded wonderful.
So he came over. And we laid in my bed. He was fretting over a job he had to work the next day and kept saying that he needed to go home, but in the end, he just slept over and got up extra early.
We didn't really talk. We didn't have sex. We just laid there, occassionally kissing and huggin each other. Talking a little bit and enjoying the silence the rest of the time. It was exactly what I needed. No drama. No fireworks. Just easy. Of everything that has happened between the two of us, this gives me the most hope for our future. It's always a good sign when you can unwind with someone after a hard day, not saying anything or doing anything. Just being together and that making everything okay.
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Posted by datingretard on 2008-03-02 13:51:29 | Rating: | Views: 99
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