Not necessarily grounded

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!

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One Response to Not necessarily grounded

  1. When I first came back to Portland in 1970 it seemed all I met were gay guys, and they really can be the very best friends a girl could have!

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