....it's only been a couple of days since you all devoured the trials and tribulations, and, let's face it, general whinings of HRG. It has not been more than a month! Your calendars are wrong, the Universe shifted and well, you know......
What I know is that so much life has been happening and somehow I made it through, with a little less sanity mind you, but when I opened my eyes this morning, the sky was blue. The weather is absolutely perfect, even the constant breeze coming in off the water (shut up DTVCB) is warm. Since there is no one available to take a long lunch with, puttering on the balcony is a reasonable alternative.
First and foremost--welcome home to my favorite world travellers!!!! They've packed more living into the past couple of months than all of us will do in a lifetime. Their souls needed to let go and have some fun, step out of their comfort zone, toss caution to the wind and just enjoy life for a change. Sure beats Life enjoying them, doesn't it? I can't wait to hear everything, and there's a story to be told about signed skins.....
Work and all related to it has been taking up so much time these days. Staffing shortages, severe ones, have had us going ninety in a fifty zone, but somehow we made it. Oooh and get this, HRG didn't turn into a raving screaming bitch! Seriously. The Cute Boy has been under and enormous amount of pressure at his job too, yet we made it through with no major arguments. Ok, so we might've had a "Hollywood Moment". We saw it happening, dealt with the stuff, laughed and had the most amazing make up sex. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. I can only imagine the looks on DTVCB and HH's faces at our next breakfast outing.
Part of this very busy time has also been spent in completely letting go of MBF. (sidenote: since he really isn't my best friend anymore, MBF will be referred to as Mr. Krusty from now on) Naively I thought that maybe, just maybe, we'd remain the good friends we'd always been. DTVCB was absolutely dead on the money here. Sometimes babies, the ties have to be cut, even if you have no clue who's holding the scissors. This time Mr. Krusty ran with them, cutting both of us. Messages go unanswered, music questions are avoided--you know the routine. The final thread will be broken at the end of June when he moves out of the building, into a new place, a new life with..........yup. Her. We'll call her Nancy--as in Sid & Nancy. I often wondered if the feelings Mr Krusty thought he had were really feelings of gratitude. Twice she destroyed him, emotionally and financially, twice I picked him up, dusted him off and saved him from himself. I wonder who'll be there to pick up the pieces this time? It won't be me babies. Nope. I've finally learned my lesson.
I miss him though, the friendship, the music, the comfortability of it all. It's sad to see all those years disappear. My heart is sad. Moving on can really suck sometimes, yaknow?
There are more stories to tell, witticisms to wow you with, however, a very cute boy is coming home for lunch. Time to release the Domestic Diva from her cage.
I hope he feels like Kraft Dinner.
HRG
