This morning I woke up to an e-mail from my doctors office regarding my blood work. I logged on and wow, everything is kind of on the high side from my A1C to my Cholesterol. I suppose I haven’t always made the healthiest of choices in the past 3 months, but take in to consideration my world was radically rocked and that might give me some wiggle room. I am waiting to hear what the doc has to say, but I suppose it won’t be good news.
I had my Chicken Pot Pie last night for supper, it was okay. Tonight I am doing White Chicken Chili, with added cheese & sour cream. Just because I can.
The children are having a contest to see if they can get me back to the pet food store before the week is over with. They are doing a pretty good job but I am not ready to cave just yet. Everytime I turn around it’s feed us, were starving, food please. Yeah well my bank account is saying the same thing but they won’t fill that up for me.
Junk was the mail last night. I am still eagerly awaiting the arrival of my check and my Birchbox. The check I fully expect this week but it maybe next week as well. I am not sure about Birchbox, but honestly if I get to pick I would want the check first. There is at least one months mortgage payment and a Bankruptcy payment or two in there. So it will go a long way to help me.
I only have a few days left on the Gay Dating site and I updated my profile. I’ve gotten a couple hits, which is surprising but I declined both because they were my type of guys and lived to far away. Would be nice if I could land me a Twink. I figured that I should go out in style and who knows maybe the last few days will net me a good catch. Only time will tell. I know I am NOT ready for anything serious but if it happens, I can’t say that I would push away from it.
I do miss the physical part, eating with someone and just daily living. I don’t want someone to move in with me, that is way too much and too fast. Having a dinner companion or someone to just hang out with would be nice. An occasional hug would be nice as well.
Despite the circumstances I am starting to get accustomed to living alone. There are perks to it, in that you don’t have to answer to anyone. You also can’t blame anyone but yourself. You can sleep in or do whatever you want to do, whenever you want to do it. No boss, no rules, just right sort of like Outback Steakhouse.
I’ve been thinking about Saturday. I need to clean the basement carpet, it’s horrible. I thought about cleaning out the laundry room that is full of boxes and all sorts of crap but I really have to be in the mood for that. I have thought about leaving the area and going for a favorite desert, but it’s kind of an expensive proposition. Both from a time and money factor. Not saying I won’t enjoy it, but it’s a long distance to travel by yourself. It’s good for the car and the engine because my gas mileage always increases. I am on the fence, will have to see how I feel come Saturday morning.
I got engrossed in a letter I was writing last night, it was a fan letter to a fellow gay couple. I wanted to reach out and tell them what I have been through and hopefully my story will motivate and/or help them to prepare for the future and what life holds. You are far better being prepared for a partner passing with legal and financial protection in place than being caught off guard.
I did manage to catch Suits last night. Happy about that. I struck a bet with a co-worker it was over how many times they would use GD (the cuss word) in the show. I said 3 or more and she said 2 or less. I lost and now I have to buy her lunch. Not the worst thing in the world. I just should have known not to bet, I lose way more than I win.
Well back to the old salt mine. Hard to believe it’s already afternoon. Talk with you peeps later.