Christmas vacation, or holiday break as you prefer, started yesterday at about 2:30. The parents association arranged a luncheon for the staff. It was lovely, but I had to get out of there because I had a date with Jonelle. I wanted to get my hair done.
He was just coming over to my place for a glass of wine because he was the parent on duty last night. He wound up being able to stay out 11:00. It was all very appropriate and respectful, and I believe he's the type of man who would be glad to come over one evening when I need help getting the lid off a jar.
This morning, I was wondering what I would write if I were to update my Match profile. The membership expired but I think if you update the profile, it stays fairly high in the rotation. I was considering: Creaky old MILF, with arthritis, needs help with jar lids, light bulbs and boxes. Then for some reason this song popped into my head.
I didn't intentionally find an illustrated manifestation of this song, but as it happens, my arthritis may necessitate wearing similar lingerie because bra straps hurt my shoulder.
I'm happy to say that it looks like Jonelle and I will be able to coordinate well logistically. I like it that he seems to be proceeding with caution when it comes to getting more involved. We had a relaxing, comfortable chat over weed, red wine and guacamole. We hadn't been talking long when New Orleans came up, and I realized that I like the idea of a relationship with a man that included a long weekend in New Orleans. Since I was in brain to mouth mode, I said that's what I was looking for in a relationship. I also told him that any man in my life will have to be able to maneuver in Austin. He's been down there to teach film at UT or something.
New Orleans will have to wait until after I get my apartment issue settled. I saw the practical one last week and it turned out to be a colossal piece of shit, which leaves the path clear for me and little cutie. The mortgage broker said I could probably have it. She said I could spend even more on an apartment, illustrating that the lending industry is still irresponsible. But it's nice to have assurances that the financial picture with Little Cutie will develop in the way I envisioned. I will be jettisoning lot of furniture because there's less square footage over there, but it's efficient like a boat. I won't need a dining table anyway since the sellers' update of the kitchen combined counter and dining space. Here's the picture from the internet:
Velvet and I will be looking at it together on Wednesday. He gets home tomorrow, but he has jury duty on Monday and Tuesday. He'll be home for a month, during which time I hope to secure Little Cutie. I don't know if it would be the first step or the next phase or the last step of the old one - but it would be a good place to spend the next few years. Meanwhile, we'll be heading down to Mudgie's for the holiday, and my whole family will be in the same city at the same time for two full days.
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