Wednesday, June 28, 2017

782.

Good evening folks.

It is with much regret that I inform you all that Baby Bliss and I are on the outs. I don't know what bug plopped in her soup but it must have been a big one.

She seemed to think that I should have cut short an important phone call to talk to her, which I have done in the past. But in recent months, I have decided that I will no longer do so because there have been too many times to count where my child has either ignored my call(s), cut our conversations short because of Friend A/B/C (or her boyfriend or his family or friends), or she ignores my texts until she sees fit to respond.

Cool.

I am her mother and I love her more than I have ever loved anyone else in my life. However if she makes it obvious that I am not a priority for her, then I will no longer go into panicked mama mode any time she decides she's gonna grace me with a few minutes of her time when I'm engaged in other pursuits.

She is an adult and free to live her life any way she chooses but she does not get to decree how I'll live my life. It certainly won't be lived as a member of her court. I am not her lady in waiting and won't be treated as such.

Love does not mean compliance.

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As the world turned today, the Hunk and I shared a few more conversations and did a ton of texting. I'm hoping that even if our situation doesn't become a serious love connection, we can still be friends.

He's a smart man and it's rare that I meet someone who shares my interests as well as my intellect. I also think we can learn a lot from each other.

Que sera, sera...  πŸ’ƒ

Time to snore folks!

Sweet dreams...

781.

Happy, happy Wednesday y'all!

I hope everyone is healthy and safe today.

My day began early. Very early.

My eyes opened around 6:30 a.m. πŸ‘€ I tried to return to sleep but it didn't happen.

Ahhh well... There were some urgent items on my to-do list so I began my day around 8.

By 9:30 I was ready to run errands. The weather was lovely (sunny, slightly breezy, barely warm) so I decided to walk.

When I arrived at the post office, the weather had begun to heat up and it was very warm inside the post office. Not stifling but I knew it would be if they didn't get the air cranked up soon.

Next I stopped at the local market for plantain chips. I left with the chips, kale, mac and cheese (cooked), a sweet potato, Meyer lemons πŸ’•, sweet almond oil, arnica, and my favorite body oil (Vanilla Musk by Kuumba Made).

Definitely more than I intended to buy but I need to eat and drink today and tomorrow, I need the arnica because I was out, and the previous vial I'd bought of Vanilla Musk has gone missing.

The sweet almond oil was more of an impulse buy but it won't go to waste.

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Mr. Skittish has called me twice today, the first time to check on me (he knows I broke up with the ex-paramour) and the second time to issue a directive about my upcoming visit with the Hunk.

He also told me I need to come visit him this summer so we can hang out and do fun things together. We haven't had a visit since our little New Year's party so probably.

Although he and I met on a dating site, he's become a loyal friend and more like a brother. He and I have discussed the fact that he's not really ready to date although he does want a companion.

I think most people desire a romantic partner of some sort. When Mr. Skittish is ready, I believe he'll be a devoted significant other to someone when he's ready, whenever that may be.

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In other news, the Hunk and I texted and talked this morning as I ran my errands and returned home.

Nothing earth-shattering. Just every day stuff and more about planned activities for my visit.

Which reminds me that I need to create my packing list so I can begin gathering my clothes and other accoutrement.

I also feel a long nod coming around the bend. 

Gotta turn off the pot on the stove first.

More later folks.

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

780.

p.s.

Tomorrow's date is cancelled.

With all of today's excitement, I didn't realize I hadn't heard from that guy today. But just as I closed my laptop to lay down, I got a text from him asking if I was still awake.

Dude...

Bad start to any type of relationship.

Or as my momma would say, "You done let somebody else beat your time."

As you were fella.

πŸ˜πŸ’€πŸ’€πŸ’€

779.

Good evening everyone.

I hope you've all enjoyed a pleasant and productive day.

It's been an interesting one chez Bliss. 😏

After my last post (No. 778, at 2:15 a.m.), I zonked out pretty quickly.

Well folks, I just happened to be rolling over an hour later when the screen on my phone lit up and the phone rang.

It was the Hunk, full of vim and vigor, excitedly rambling on about something he and I had discussed earlier in the evening.

My heart was racing as I listened, not sure if I was awake or dreaming.

As he paused for my response, I gathered my thoughts and told him how the phone had scared me and I needed to get up to find my lavender essential oil.

He apologized and said he called was because I'd told him I was a night owl, he was up and at 'em, and he thought I would be too.

He offered to let me return to my slumber but I declined and decided he needed to talk to me until I was able to wind down.

Which he happily agreed to do. πŸ˜πŸ˜€πŸ˜Ά

After we'd talked for about an hour, he said it sounded like I was ready to nod. I was and after a few more minutes of conversation, we rang off.

I had hoped to sleep until 10 a.m. but I was awake before 8 a.m.  *sigh*

The Hunk called again right before noon, beginning a round of back-and-forth phone calls that lasted until he called to say good night shortly after 9 p.m.

We talked for 30 or 45 minutes, ending with assurances that we'd talk tomorrow.

In between our first phone call and our last, we did a lot of texting.

We're both Gemini (which means any conversation we have involves four people) and our topics were all over the place.

In fact, while we were texting I was also e-mailing him from my phone (because he can't get images in his texts) so he was responding to texts and emails from me.

One of our conversations revolved around our plans for my visit. We established my arrival date and time as well as some of the things we'll do while I'm there, down to what we'll eat.

The planning itself is fun and it's nice that he seems to be as excited about it as I am.

We also discussed the protocol for my visit (dress code for lounging around the house, no sex, no tobacco, etc.) as well as the possible outcomes of my visit and what those possibilities could mean for us both.

Although we both know what we would like the outcome to be (because we've talked about it), I suggested we go into the visit with no expectations and no pressure so that we both feel as comfortable as possible during our time together.

I also mentioned that we could take any time necessary during my stay to talk about what ever we felt needed discussing. (Because at some point we will want to talk about what we're feeling and thinking. It's how Gemini processes life.)

The Hunk agreed with all.

In the many conversations we've had in the past week, we've touched on lots regarding dating and relationships (of course).

And although we do have common interests and similar life stories, as I've learned from living, it takes commitment to make a relationship work.

From what he's shared with me thus far, the Hunk seems willing to put in the work. Whether it's with me or someone else remains to be seen.

I don't say that because I doubt the attainability of our shared desire.

You all should know by now that I am the eternal optimist who believes in LoveπŸ’•, Magick πŸ’«, fairytales, rainbows🌈, UnicornsπŸ¦„πŸ¦„, heads-up pennies...

However I am also a practical realist who believes in hard work and perseverance. πŸ’ͺ

If the Hunk and I can merge all those details into one big delicious lip-smacking five-star feast, we'll do just fine.

Here's to new beginnings.  πŸ§ πŸ―πŸ’

Good night y'all. πŸ’€πŸ’€πŸ’€