appreciate the Man, every single day

tied him down, gave him an hour long blow job. Then later, took him out to JaKs so he could have the Porterhouse. What the hell. He deserved it.

If I were not me, and if I were not him, but I were us, our relationship, our marriage, what would be my identity?

What would I give voice to? What would I say?

If I were not me, and I were not him, but I were us, who would I be?

I would be something long standing. I would be something durable. Sturdy.

I would be wash-and-wear. Not fussy. No expensive dry-clean only. No requirement for hand-wash in cold. Just, very, very occasional need for a touch-up iron. But yes, just toss in the washer, on warm, then in the dryer, and generally, you can pull out the relationship, and you can put it on right then. Maybe a bit faded from so much use, but the muting is okay.

If I were our relationship, I would be soft, not crisp. But not mushy, either.

If I were our relationship, I would neither be a too-bold flavor, nor bland. Maybe allspice and thyme.

roasted lamb chops marinated in rosemary, garlic, and balsamic vinegar
steamed cauliflower
baked potato

Sounds odd, but actually was perfect: organic celery sticks for dessert.

because you’re one of them.

He made a spectacular supper of
Roast duck
roasted brussel sprouts and beets
mashed potatoes (from the garden)

Wednesday.

Now that he’s employed, he’s growing it back. Yay!

negotiating salary…?

It’s after 5:00 PM, and he’s not here. His job interview was at 1:00 PM.

Several possibilities, let’s hope for: job interview went so incredibly well, they just kept him there, and he was or will be hired shortly.

I deleted that other goal. I re-read all the entries. Too much of his pain was buried in them. Too much of my complaining. The goal was not constructive. I tried to change the wording of it, and I dk if there was just a 43t hiccup, or what. But the website said it couldn’t change it at this time. I just deleted it. I wish all the associated pain could be just as easily deleted in real life.

I adopted this goal. I’ve had a similar one in the past. This is more constructive. I am not sure about the “every day” part of the goal, as I don’t want to feel obligated to be here every day. But maybe it doesn’t mean, “write about it here every day”. Maybe it just means, “do it every day”.

We’ll see how it goes.