Maintenance Man Part II

I’m with my lovah and no really we didn’t play Maintenance Man.

Not yet anyway, but there’s always hope.

It has been a pretty damn good 20 hours since I landed.  I got in at 9:30 last night and Al picked me up at the airport.  He rode the Rail thingy down so that we could smooch in a cab on the way back.  It was awesome.   There were lots of beautiful words and sweet kisses.  Then some steamy urgent ones.  

Just sayin.

I have smelled his neck a lot.

Then he notices and says, “Uh oh, are you smelling me again?”

And I blush.

Then he says something like,

“Every part of me is yours.”

And I melt and feel so sorry for any bitchy comments 

I may have made over the past 3 weeks apart.

That was my evil twin, Loco Momma

Then we laugh because I pull away so much when we are apart.  My life goes back to Momville and Tryingtomakeadollar Land and I start feeling alone and push him away from me.  Then when we are together, I cling to him like hair on soap.  In bed lying face to face, I have my arm over his neck and shoulder and my leg over his hip.

Like this but closer.

And he says,

“Are you just liking me again?”

Why, Yes.  Yes I am.

He couldn’t get away if he tried.

Then we laugh at how we felt all of this when we were 17 but had no frame of reference to know it was special and out of the ordinary.  It was combustible chemistry but we didn’t know it wasn’t like that with everyone.  Then one of us says that we are lucky we didn’t figure it out because we would have been pregnant lickity-split (well I would have killed myself to keep Archie from finding out) since both of us proved fertile (with 3 kids a piece) and we probably would have gotten nothing accomplished if we had ever actually gotten naked back then.  There were lots of shifted garments, pants around ankles, but there is only so much that can be accomplished in a 1980 Pinto.

think much smaller.

Ah.  Then we went to sleep, nose to nose, and I slept 10 hours.  Blessed relief.  I never sleep like that.  When I got up he was gone to work.  He came in at lunch, looking gorgeous in his work clothes, and I had to just like him again.  Then I dropped him off at his office, with a passionate kiss for all of the smokers gathered around the outside door, and headed to his nearby mall.  I was all a-glow and spent $311 (but got 6 pieces!) at the Eileen Fisher Company Store.  

So, it’s been a pretty darn good day. 

I will be heading home again tomorrow.

 Ya gotta love the 44 hour visit 

but he is coming to see me for Easter.

Surely I can withstand 9 days without trying to push him away again.

Surely.

Fingers Crossed.