Even though I do not have a car, I manage to get around pretty well. I’m off to McMinnville for the weekend. A nice weekend out in the country with little to no traffic noise, streetlights, maybe a little snow, some ass kicking in Soul Caliber Four, and maybe a deer sighting. Staying the weekend at M’s means I get a little spoiled. There is always good wine and he usually offers to make and bring me a cup of coffee in the morning.
Several years ago I worked with a man who would tell me that M is my real boyfriend. And you know what, there is some truth in that. Gay boyfriends are the best boyfriends.
At the end of week two, I can honestly report that I’m still doing 20 minutes of cleaning a day and it seems to really be working. Huzzah!