I was able to enjoy a Steak & Cheese sandwich prior to my massage but I had an interruption from work in the process. Plus, I was asked to take care of something in the evening but a half hour before my massage. Everything came together and worked out just fine.
I got my massage and it was intense. I asked for some leg pulls and got them but they were not as brisk as I wanted. As per usual she found all of the knots and I was super tight. She worked my shoulders/arms as well as my neck. It all hurt like hell. When we were done and as I was paying, she dropped a bomb that she isn't working on Fridays starting in November, she will only be working Tuesdays & Wednesdays. I told her that I wasn't a fan of that. I booked a Wednesday evening in November and it's on a week that I am not on-call. Things are typically pretty calm for my team in the evenings but you never really know when an emergency will strike and you will be needed. For that reason, I purposely schedule massages on Friday's as they tend to be calmer and quieter days. I've been thinking about massages in general and I'm not going often enough to reap true benefits from it. I need something every couple weeks – a couple 90-minute sessions then I can drop to 60 minutes every other week. I've had times when I was able to meet this schedule with her but for the most part, she is booked solid and doesn't have a lot of availability. I've been thinking of stopping for a while. I mean I pay money to get worked over, be sore for a few days and then given my job, the knots either reoccur or start to flair back up. It seems like a huge waste of time and money. Right now, I am letting things play out but I think come November unless she can accommodate me, we are probably done.
It's been one thing after another with this lady. First, she stopped Saturdays. Then she raised her prices. Then about 6 months later she raised her prices again. Now she's not going to work on Friday's. I mean not everyone can make it on a Tuesday or Wednesday. I might not be able to find someone cheaper than her but I can find someone who can cater more to my preferred dates and times. I'm just very unhappy and disappointed in her.
Once I got home, I started the dishwasher. Closed up the blinds in the back. Had a soda and some cookies. Then surfed social media from my bedroom free of my clothes. The cats joined me; they wanted to play but I wasn't in the mood. I got them to sleep and once I was done surfing I thought about watching a movie but figured I would fall asleep so I just flipped through You Tube. Eventually enough time passed that I elected to get up and brush my teeth and do my normal shutdown routine. That of course excited both cats and they wanted to play. I gave in and Rudy had some playtime. Mora just didn't want to be bothered for some reason. I called it and we all went back to my room to watch more TV until I got sleepy and called it a night.
Rudy woke me early this morning and I told him it was my day off. He let me sleep in an hour and woke me at 7a. I got up because I had placed an Amazon order and some items were arriving early. Passed out breakfast for the cats. Checked the front porch and no packages. I had breakfast and got my meds. Then fired up my police scanner and phone. Waited for my deliveries, I had two one was early morning and the other was early afternoon.
Got a leaf blower that will operate on the same battery as the weed eater I bought. Figured that I will blow the leaves into the grass from the deck and maybe just maybe the lawn guys will chop them up with their mower. Although there aren't many of them right now. Give it a few more weeks. The other big purchase I got was a Clarasonic Mia 2. I've wanted this for a long time and know that Sonic Cleansing of the face does improve skin tone and my face just feels cleaner. I used to get a lot of compliments too on how good I looked. I got a few other items as well in my deliveries but those two were the big dollar items. Amazon loves me.
In checking my phone, I saw that I had a like on one of the dating apps. I didn't think much of it as these typically turn out to be women or guys that are in another part of the country. As soon as I opened the app, I saw a guy that looked really good. I gave his profile a like and presto we matched. He was the person who liked me. Were several hours away from each other. We started talking. First it was just a few interactions and then he just dropped. I figured his phone died or he lost interest in me. An hour later he resumed the conversation. I answered him and we had a little bit more interaction. Then it's been nothing but dead air since early afternoon. I am not overly excited as I learned a long time ago the hard way not to emotionally invest in the apps as they usually lead to nothing but disappointment. Who knows if this is going any place. He's younger than me and also a Widower – so we do have a few things in common. He made it quite clear that he doesn't want a one-night stand and I told him that I didn't either, again another thing in common. I'm not 100% convinced that he's not a robot or that it's a fake profile but I suppose if we keep talking that things will play out. I'd like for this to work out but again I have no huge expectations.
I wish that I was meeting him or someone in person. This having a burst of conversation and then nothing but silence, well that wouldn't occur if we were in person and if it did one of us would surely get up and leave. I hate dating via an app just because it's awkward. Hell, dating to me is awkward considering that I never experienced it until my spouse passed away and I went on the hunt. It's kind of like playing the lottery, you pay your money and take your chances. Not everyone is a winner.
That leads me back to the whole Prison Pen-Pal thing. I know that none of those folks are upstanding citizens but I'm positive I could hold a conversation better via a letter or email with one of them just as a friend and nothing more. I'd never date a convict and just because they made a mistake doesn't mean society should give up on them. I am giving the idea some consideration but admittedly I do have safety concerns. I'd have to look into how great the protection is but on a cursory level it appeared to me that you could write via email instead of snail mail so I wouldn't have to provide an address. If you have an opinion one way or another, I'd love to hear it if you're willing to share.
I've had something eating at me that I have kept quiet about for a few days. So, I grew up when MTV had The Real World. It is reality TV where 7 strangers move into a house together and share their lives for, I think 3 to 6 months. It was great meeting the cast but soon you figure out who's gay (there was always at least 1 gay person – male or female). Then the drama starts and the issues play out. Before you know it, the season is done and everyone is tearing up saying goodbye. I watched most but not all seasons. It's been interesting to see the reunions that have taken place and how grown-up people have become.
Back in 2006 The Real World was in Denver. Davis Mallory was one of the cast members. He identified as a Gay Christian. He was a super cute frat boy with Blond Hair and Blue Eyes. He was a DJ/Musician. You can find his work on Spotify. I really like his song American Boy. Well, he announced to the world roughly 10 or so days ago that he was no longer sexually attracted to men and doesn't identify as gay. This is all because he found God and became Baptized. He's got a song about it. This whole thing bothers me because you can't just stop being gay as if it's a choice. I mean you can stop eating pasta or ice cream those are choices. Sexuality, well it's simply not a choice. You can experiment to see what you like but at the end of the day you are who you are. Gay, Straight or Bi. I know there are other types of sexuality that have evolved over the years but I don't recognize nor understand those other choices – it's always been the 3 Gay, Straight or Bi. Kind of like you’re a man or a woman – there is no other choice and no in between. I think you can be a man trapped in a woman's body or a woman trapped in a man's body and transition but still your either Male or Female at the end of the day.
I know that God can change your life. Just because you stop having sex with dudes doesn't mean suddenly that you're not gay or that your "cured". Think about it for a second if sexuality was a choice who in their right mind would choose to be gay? Your different from everyone else, often ostracized, discriminated against, made fun of, beaten up or even killed just because of your sexuality. It would be far easier to be straight and blend in. I mean I like who I am and I like dudes, that's just who I am. If I could suddenly change all of that, don't you think I would have done it a long time ago, my life would be so much easier. I don't know if Davis truly is a changed person or this is just a publicity stunt to promote an album. I just find it a bit disturbing. However, Davis has to live his life as he sees fit just as you and I do.
Well, Mora is bothering me and telling me that I need to get upstairs. Morning is going to roll around soon enough. Meanwhile she is soaking up attention like a sponge and just can't ever get enough of it. That's why I call her Mora because she always wants more of something. Guess it's time to call this post done and go up, make the bed and jump in.
Hope you had an amazing Saturday and that Sunday is equally as great. Cheers!
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