Let’s see, what has happened since I last posted…
The boyfriend got hurt at work and we spent a nice early morning at the hospital getting xrays and splints. Fun fun. I had spent the evening with my friend by going to a concert. I get back to my place around 1am and get a text saying the boyfriend is hurt and needs a ride to the hospital. I rush to his work and pick him up and then drive him to the ER. Turns out it was a sprain and some tendon damage but not broken so they splint him up, give him pills and send him on his way. I bring him home with me (hehehe sneaky huh) and baby him (eg: I hand him his crutches and tell him to get a move on cause I have shopping to do) for the weekend. We have a great weekend and I don’t want it to end.
Now I have completely flipped for this guy and miss him when I’m not home. So the next weekend I was home again and we got to spend another whole weekend together at my place. Then I left for my parents home across the country. I had a great Christmas and got to visit my family but really missed the BF. So I headed home the day after xmas and tell him to get his fanny over to my home. We spend a few days cohabitating and cuddling and… well you get the idea. It’s going great and I am quite sure I’m going to end up marrying this boy.
My ex’s house is up for sale. He hasn’t owned it in a few years (since he let it get foreclosed on cause he was too busy selling coke and weed, don’t ask) but it’s a shame to see what the new owners did to it. They covered up the beautiful beamed ceilings and removed the triple glass doors (there were 5 triple glass doors and a total of 8 exterior doors) and put in FRENCH DOORS. Yes, I said FRENCH DOORS, like some 2008 remodel that wanted to “look all modern and shit”. They took out the custom 14 foot long built in sofa in the living room (that has been in the house since it was built and could have been recovered or even remade completely and not destroyed the architectural instinct of the area) and replaced it with, gulp, a sectional. They redid the kitchen, ok that was an improvement, but then the tore down the gazebo in the backyard and took out the bridge that spanned across the in-ground swimming pool. The bridge had a great waterfall built into it that would make the water fall into the pool and you could swim thru the waterfall. It was quite lovely to lay on a raft and float around. Now it looks like some sort of tract house. Oh, did I mention that the house was designed by a student of Frank Lloyd Wright following FLW’s architecture theories. Oh yeah. Now it looks like some republican’s home from Omaha or Kansas City. ugh.
Guess that’s it for now. It’s December 30th and I’m heading home to the boyfriend for New Years Eve. It’s nice to have someone to kiss this year.