Lord and Lady what a difference a day can make. Tom had to go into town to work today and I got up and did my exercise/self-hypnosis routine. Then I got to work on my list of todo items: wrap the last of the Yule gifts since Vivre Draco, my youngest was coming to visit and I had not wrapped his; Lablua and Lydylyght's gifts, or another friend's that we won't be seeing for a few more weeks; water the plants, especially as the rose that I planted from cut roses we used in a circle that I thought had died, is now putting out new leaves and seems to be taking off Yay!; and finally the main task of bringing all the SweetWood Temenos financial records up to date and doing the quarterly report; and of course all the little minor tasks that come up like put this away, move that, answer email, make dinner, etc. However, I wanted to put some music on so went to find my Rusted Root cds, only to discover them missing. I realized that I might have left them with F. So I decided to call him and ask. I woke him up but he is always very gracious about that since he would far rather talk to someone on the phone than sleep. He got up and called me back. And we talked for something like two hours and ran the gamut from the usual what is going on in my life at the moment to fantasies and plans for the future to his building and remodeling ideas for his house to intimate, sweet, loving thoughts about us to hot and sexy. It was a wonderful conversation and allowed us to reconnect and reset.
It doesn't mean that the issue isn't still very difficult for me or that we don't need to continue to have some discussion about it. It does need more work. But we have managed to slip past the moment when we might have had to break up and moved on to the work of any committed relationship. And perhaps for me that is the bottom line of it all - that I am committed to this relationship. I admit I would prefer a more formal commitment like handfasting for a year and a day or something like that but he doesn't seem inclined to making that kind of commitment so I must just accept his word and the daily actions that support it, that he is committed to a relationship with me.
In the evening Tom came home bringing our son. It was like old times again. I asked for help with my journal redo (thinking Vivre Draco would know how to use Dreamweaver since it was part of a college course he took). We spent several hours fiddling with it and ended up doing a lot more straight hand coding than use of the Dreamweaver's features. I am still hoping that it will make general updating and use of my journal site easier so will continue to attempt to use it at least for a little while. However, I did get a sense of just how complex one can make all of it with border collapse codes and all kinds of things I am not going to use. LOL Of course while we were doing this he was also making us a couple of drinks since he purchased a long distance bartending course. But we just don't drink enough to give him much practice. It was pretty funny though watching him make them. He needs a lot more practice to make it all go smoothly. I suggested bottles of colored water so that he could practice making drinks until pouring and mixing come more smoothly to him but there are so many little things too, from shaved ice to mudeling limes. Mudeling? Apparently it is basically using a mortar and pestle. Why they have to have such a strange word is anyone's guess but I think it goes along with having professional jargon so you can tell the professionals from the amateurs in any profession :)
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