Two-fer Tuesday?

Tuesday...hmmmm. Had a talk with one of my two bosses today. He's cool, not a bad guy. We are about the same age, have a lot of the same likes/dislikes. We discussed the office and the "strategic plan" they are coming up with. I laughed, he did too. He told me what ticked him off, which is odd, this man never gets upset - unlike someone else I know (ok, ok...its me!). He admits morale is very low in the office right now, and once again its been overlooked. Sigh...(yea, I do that too.)

Anyway...

I have to tell you about this guy I live with (yes, I am a sinner, sorry). Well, maybe I should start with a little background first:

Met my ex is 1979, got married in 1981, had son in 1982..left now ex in 1983, divorce was finalized in 1984. (Yes, the summary was about as brief as the marriage.) He was not a nice man, violent even, but...thats done. I did get a great kid out of it, and for that I am forever thankful. Let's see now...oh, I went out on a couple dates AFTER the divorce with a guy I worked with, we ended up realizing we made better friends than lovers. I decided not to date for a while (little did I know it would be 14 yrs before I dated again.) I concentrated on working, raising my boy and giving him a good life. It was my decision, right or wrong.

In 1995 I discovered this thing called the internet. Made so many friends, and actually a new "fambly". Love them all dearly to this day (yes we see each other - more on that another time perhaps...ohhh the stories I can tell!). And, yep, posted a personal ad! (GASP! SNORT! GASP AGAIN!) Ohboy, did I meet men! Some wanted maids, some wanted...well, you know what they wanted.. I had fun. Simple as that. I was still working hard, raising my son, and also having some fun.

Then...I got this email. For some reason it seemed different. We chatted online, talked on the phone amd then finally met for lunch. I thought he didnt like me. Got in my car after, shrugged my shoulders and said "ohwell" and went back to work. Was surprised when he called that night saying he wanted to see me again.

That was almost 7 yrs ago. I moved in with him 4 yrs ago today. My son had graduated high school and moved to Michigan to try and start his life and get to know his Dad better. So, I sold my home (I still miss it...terribly) and moved in.

AAAAAAAARGHHHHHHH (sorry, warned ya in my last post - I arrrgh on occassion)

I care for this man. I truly do. But ohgoodlord...

We are such total opposites. At first we went out a lot, movies, theatre etc. He took me to Florida for my very first time. We did a lot together. Now? Well, he sits and reads (which isnt a bad thing - but ALL the time?) We don't talk much - well, at least about things other than golf, football, baseball and the weather.

He does call me everyday in the afternoon. Usually to see what I have planned for dinner (maid? did someone say maid?) I end up telling him (a lot actually) that I hadnt really thought of dinner when I left at 6:30 in the morning (when I want to tell him "I dont know, what are YOU fixing??" or "Dinner? You want dinner? Is that the meal that people eat in the evenings?" or..."How about Mickey D's?") Sometimes he will say "We'll make it a grab bag night" (where everyone is supposed to just fix themselves something)...I hate those nights. His son (I forgot to mention he has a 16 yr old son who eats nothing, likes nothing and sits in his room for days on end) lives with us. He will fix himself ramen. Then I am stuck figuring out what to fix for us. When I lived alone, or with my son, I usually munched down on raw veggies while playing on the puter - can't do that now. ohwell.

Anyway I don't always grump about him. I have some stories to share about him but I know your eyes are probably crossing by now (they will NOT get stuck, trust me..Mom lied about that). So, I'll stop - may write more later. Afterall, it is two-fer Tuesday.