So - yeah - Thursday ...
After sleeping outside ~ in the cold ~ of December ~ wearing less than what I normally wear ... I woke a little bit later than I intended. It was 6:30am, still dark, and I had to be at work at 7am. My drive is 40 minutes.
My car was PACKED full. I arrived to work only 2 minutes late ~ worked just enough to not draw attention to myself ... and got "sent home" 1/2 hour early (because I already had an hour of overtime this week). I didn't go home though. Nope ~ back to the Faery and Pixie.
Detour ... to Salvation Army. NICE stuff they got there. Took a few mental notes so I could persuade Pixie and Faery to join me and get themselves some damn furnature!! Then detour to visit Faery at work. But ~ she was no where to be found. Ah well ~ back to their apartment where Pixie & son were eager to greet me.
I unloaded my car. Five chairs (They NEEDED places to sit!). A $5 full-length mirror ... since the last time we dressed to kill no one could admore themselves compleatly
A standing lamp because damn, they need some lighting. A dumb prop-type gift to leave in Faery's closet .... the remote control for the TV I'd given them on the last trip ...
Then I remembered the most important thing which I have too often forgotten: Gave Pixie a well-deserved overdue hug.
Delivered soup to Faery at work. Pixie told me her plans for the future and after hearing them I fell silent. My head was racing with thoughts I'd dare not say. Then - I saw Faery (still in silent mode) ... and the words in my head faded to background noise while other - more powerful - thoughts made me feel like it took every ounce of strength in me to keep me 100% self-controled ... and if I crossed over to 99% I'd probably be defeated and exclaim "Fuck It!" and lose all inhibition. One of those thoughts was a type of sympathy. You see - Faery was working ... but she was / is SICK. Not
sick, but "shouldn't be working" sick. However she values her reputation and work ethic and so she's much too stubborn to go home or call in.
Later that evening I picked up Faery from work ... finally said words to her ... and took her home to a dinner which Pixie prepared to have ready for her. (Spoiled rotten brat) We three stayed up chatting some colorful conversation before resolving to fall asleep watching MONSTERS INC.
Friday: I woke Pixie to go to work. 16 minutes after she was due to start work, Faery let her back into the house. Pixie is sick now too
Naps for all - we needed them. Then they made breakfast .... which I was too lazy to leave the warm blankets for ~ so it was delivered to me
Pixie & Faery had an appointment to keep ... and I joined them because I had nothing better to do
Then an errand .... then Faery changed for work. Pixie and I tried to persuade her to call in but Faery wouldn't have it. To be honest ~ if I had TRIED to persuade her, she would have stayed home .... but I have a similar work ethic and could not, justifiably, ask her to do something I myself wouldn't do.
Took Faery to work ... told her if they send her home (which they didn't) to call me and I'd fetch her. Got lunch ... then began my trek back in a homeward direction.
Said "Hello" to co-workers and friends who were working: Gothic Elf and Stable Boy. Then I met up with Poopie. Poopie and I went to the mall and between the 2 of us we got 4 new holes shot into us. Nothing special ... she got another cartalige piercing and I got 3 new holes (now my left ear has 3 total, my right has 4 .... I count an industrial as 2 piercings).
Then Poopie and I went to - somewhere - to pick out stuff for - something - which will be revieled in due course .... then we went to The Olive Garden for dinner. Poopie's hubby was waiting for us. Joining us was Nicole & her boyfriend (Erol), Stable Boy and a friend of his who has yet to earn a name. During conversation - Nicole mentioned she might be able to aquire some real furnature and household stuffs free of charge .... I don't want to get my hopes up ~ but cross your fingers for us!!!
Anyway - I am home again now. My actual home, as it is ... but before I retire to my futon or bed (bed still feels wierd), I have to plan my attire for the next 2-3 days and do a little bit of packing because ~ you guessed it ~ after work tomorrow I intend to drive right back to Faery's and Pixie's place where [HOPEFULLY] I'll be put to some heavy-lifting kind of work. They're both still sick ... so maybe some role-reversal and I get to mother them. That could be fun ~
~ Nah. I grew up with "Tough Love". I can only do the "Mothering" thing for so long. Actually - I do "Fathering" very well. That is more of a "if you ask me, I'll do it ... but don't expect me to have the foresight to know you want your tea with a little bit of sugar" servantude thingy.
Its interesting with Pixie and Faery. They wait on me hand and foot because a part of their personality likes it ... but at the same time I see myself as their servant. I'm just a damn stray dog whom they've taught to "Heel" - "Stay" .... oh, and "Roll Over."
After sleeping outside ~ in the cold ~ of December ~ wearing less than what I normally wear ... I woke a little bit later than I intended. It was 6:30am, still dark, and I had to be at work at 7am. My drive is 40 minutes.
My car was PACKED full. I arrived to work only 2 minutes late ~ worked just enough to not draw attention to myself ... and got "sent home" 1/2 hour early (because I already had an hour of overtime this week). I didn't go home though. Nope ~ back to the Faery and Pixie.
Detour ... to Salvation Army. NICE stuff they got there. Took a few mental notes so I could persuade Pixie and Faery to join me and get themselves some damn furnature!! Then detour to visit Faery at work. But ~ she was no where to be found. Ah well ~ back to their apartment where Pixie & son were eager to greet me.
I unloaded my car. Five chairs (They NEEDED places to sit!). A $5 full-length mirror ... since the last time we dressed to kill no one could admore themselves compleatly
A standing lamp because damn, they need some lighting. A dumb prop-type gift to leave in Faery's closet .... the remote control for the TV I'd given them on the last trip ...
Then I remembered the most important thing which I have too often forgotten: Gave Pixie a well-deserved overdue hug.
Delivered soup to Faery at work. Pixie told me her plans for the future and after hearing them I fell silent. My head was racing with thoughts I'd dare not say. Then - I saw Faery (still in silent mode) ... and the words in my head faded to background noise while other - more powerful - thoughts made me feel like it took every ounce of strength in me to keep me 100% self-controled ... and if I crossed over to 99% I'd probably be defeated and exclaim "Fuck It!" and lose all inhibition. One of those thoughts was a type of sympathy. You see - Faery was working ... but she was / is SICK. Not
sick, but "shouldn't be working" sick. However she values her reputation and work ethic and so she's much too stubborn to go home or call in.
Later that evening I picked up Faery from work ... finally said words to her ... and took her home to a dinner which Pixie prepared to have ready for her. (Spoiled rotten brat) We three stayed up chatting some colorful conversation before resolving to fall asleep watching MONSTERS INC.
Friday: I woke Pixie to go to work. 16 minutes after she was due to start work, Faery let her back into the house. Pixie is sick now too
Naps for all - we needed them. Then they made breakfast .... which I was too lazy to leave the warm blankets for ~ so it was delivered to me
Pixie & Faery had an appointment to keep ... and I joined them because I had nothing better to do
Then an errand .... then Faery changed for work. Pixie and I tried to persuade her to call in but Faery wouldn't have it. To be honest ~ if I had TRIED to persuade her, she would have stayed home .... but I have a similar work ethic and could not, justifiably, ask her to do something I myself wouldn't do.
Took Faery to work ... told her if they send her home (which they didn't) to call me and I'd fetch her. Got lunch ... then began my trek back in a homeward direction.
Said "Hello" to co-workers and friends who were working: Gothic Elf and Stable Boy. Then I met up with Poopie. Poopie and I went to the mall and between the 2 of us we got 4 new holes shot into us. Nothing special ... she got another cartalige piercing and I got 3 new holes (now my left ear has 3 total, my right has 4 .... I count an industrial as 2 piercings).
Then Poopie and I went to - somewhere - to pick out stuff for - something - which will be revieled in due course .... then we went to The Olive Garden for dinner. Poopie's hubby was waiting for us. Joining us was Nicole & her boyfriend (Erol), Stable Boy and a friend of his who has yet to earn a name. During conversation - Nicole mentioned she might be able to aquire some real furnature and household stuffs free of charge .... I don't want to get my hopes up ~ but cross your fingers for us!!!
Anyway - I am home again now. My actual home, as it is ... but before I retire to my futon or bed (bed still feels wierd), I have to plan my attire for the next 2-3 days and do a little bit of packing because ~ you guessed it ~ after work tomorrow I intend to drive right back to Faery's and Pixie's place where [HOPEFULLY] I'll be put to some heavy-lifting kind of work. They're both still sick ... so maybe some role-reversal and I get to mother them. That could be fun ~
~ Nah. I grew up with "Tough Love". I can only do the "Mothering" thing for so long. Actually - I do "Fathering" very well. That is more of a "if you ask me, I'll do it ... but don't expect me to have the foresight to know you want your tea with a little bit of sugar" servantude thingy.
Its interesting with Pixie and Faery. They wait on me hand and foot because a part of their personality likes it ... but at the same time I see myself as their servant. I'm just a damn stray dog whom they've taught to "Heel" - "Stay" .... oh, and "Roll Over."