Guess i better slow down now
Here i was thinking i was going to run out of month and now i only have four left to my quota and nine days until LP arrives. Wow…single digits?? If i blink She’ll be coming through the door!
Plans are a bit convoluted right now. The kids leave the same day that LP arrives, from the same airport. However, they leave hours earlier and LP can’t cancel Her rental car without penalties. So She proposed that i see the kids off and then come home and get myself prettied up (well, as much as possible) and then when She arrives i can meet Her at our favorite restaurant for dinner. It’s not a romantic place, but the food is good usually and romance isn’t really high on the priority list the first night or so.
So far the kids aren’t making any noises like they are going to back out on going this time. They aren’t thrilled to be going, but they seem resigned to it. It will be nice to have a couple of weeks alone with LP to start off Her stay. Peace and quiet, getting to bed early as we like and sleeping in until we wake up. Which for the first week is usually around 4am until LP gets used to the change in time difference. Plus i always seem to have trouble getting used to sharing a bed again or something because i always wake up much earlier than when i am alone. i think that it will take a lot longer than a few weeks here and there for either of us to really get used to sharing a bed with another person again, or a house for that matter hehe.
my paranoia about something going wrong with my body before LP arrives had me up at the crack of dawn this morning afraid to lay in my bed any longer in case my shoulder or back went out again. Last time my shoulder went out just days before LP arrived and i was in so much pain i couldn’t even lay down to cuddle with Her. It was sad. So this morning, not fully awake, i stumbled out and crashed in my recliner where i spent so much time when my back was out last month. Then soon as i fell asleep i had a dream that one of my teeth broke and had to be removed. i have such paranoia about these sort of things. As if i am afraid LP will trade me in on a newer model because i’m falling apart on her.
It’s kind of wierd. She asked me about feeling any sort jealousy of Her and i had to honestly answer not in the usual way. i am not really worried She will move on to another woman that she finds sexier. What i worry about is that She will just move on because i am just not physically keeping it together. i mean, why would She want someone with a back that goes out more than we do, issues that screw up any attempt at losing weight, who is going bald and might lose several of her teeth over the next decade due to medications??? So i get paranoid the closer Her visit gets.
