SATURDAY...
You should love Saturday because it's a break and a chance to enjoy the fruits of your labor not because you are escaping a perceived prison. Regardless, having weekends off is the bomb and today, Charles slept late and I used the time to piddle around our new apartment. I love it here. It's so open and airy.
I did stuff like rearrange My new bookcase and put all My fav writers together and catalogue the books on a spread sheet. I know, I know I'm a fucking nut but I love My books. I remember once while walking down the street talking to Jason, he told Me what he was going to love most about getting his own place was putting up his books. Isn't it funny how we remember small moments. We should always be aware of that and try our best to make sure those little moments that might stay with someone We are talking to are good ones. I miss those walks in the city that I used to take with Him. I am sure he will be surprised to hear Me say that because he had to constantly pester Me to walk further before I started to complain about it being too far. I admit that sometimes it was fun just to fuck with him and watch how he handled it. I would just be smiling and taking notes in My head of his body language and the pouty look or exasperated expressions he would get on his face. But he always hung in there with quiet and sometimes not quiet persistance and that's what makes him golden.
Back to Saturday,,,, so after Charles woke up he started talking about what he wanted to do. Now this is the part that even after five years of being married, I still miss about being single. Someone else has to fit in your flight path and there really are no air traffic controllers solving close encounters. Charles knows I am going to put a bitch about anything that requires Me to get sweaty. So, I got totally manipulated today. It's the cost of being totally egotistical. People that know you very well and are very smart can steer you. So here is the convo....
C - Do you want to ride our bikes today over the bridge and ride the boardwalk in LOng Beach
K - Hell no...
C - ok.. why not?
K - I don't know bout riding over the bridge and what if it goes up while We are riding over it?
C - (after rolling His eyes at Me) They put on lights and sirens and put the gate down before they do that. Are you sure you don't want to ride?
K - absolutely certain
C - OK... (walks away with no more comment)
K - (watches him suspiciously because he gave up so easily)
A few minutes later
C - Ok.. so I'm going to get My hair cut then pick up a new tire for My bike.
K - HEY.. didnt you say My bike had a flat too?
C - Yes.. But since you are a scardy cat about trying to ride over the bridge I didn't see any reason to fix your bike.
K - I AM NOT A SCARDY CAT!
C- Oh yes You are.
K - AM not.. I can ride over that bridge if I want to.. I just DONT.
C - LIke I said.. I'm going to fix My tire I'll be back
K - WAIT... You better fix My bike too... I'm going over that bridge....
After He left I thought.. FUCK... now I have to get up off this couch and ride My fucking bike...
We had a GREAT time and it was fun riding DOWN the bridge....
kiss kiss
Ky
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