This was a day where I had the option of getting up late, and I took advantage of it. Originally, FH and I were supposed to out for a nice dinner at the Milleridge Inn on Long Island,but her stomach was feeling a little queasy, so we made other plans for the evening. However, I'll be picking up dinner on the way down, as well as stopping at the pharmacy to pick up some meds for FH.
Every little thing conspired to add time to the front end of my day, and I took advantage of it by doing laundry shortly after I got up - around 11 am. This frees up some time tomorrow, so that I can go to an Easter Dinner with the FTF Meetup group in Connecticut without worrying about having to do laundry when I get home.
This is the second week in a row that FH has not been feeling well. Last week, her GI Tract was forcing her to stay near a rest room all the time we were at Wegmans. Today, she was getting over another problem which may have been related to food poisoning the night before. Normally, I wouldn't think this an issue. But TCL planted a tickler that hasn't yet gotten out of my mind. Could she be looking for an opening to start looking for someone "better"? If so, then I hope she drops the hammer sooner than later, as this will free up my Saturdays for other activities.
If FH weren't in the picture for this evening, I'd likely have gone for a walk on the Harlem Valley Rail Trail. It would have been a perfect day to have gone out for a walk. I wasn't going to drive 60+ miles North, then drive another 100+ miles South for an evening date. Could I have done something local? Yes, but I relished my sleep. So, if the weather is good tomorrow morning, I might do something along the Putnam Rail Trail before showering, shaving, etc. to make myself look good for the FTF meetup to be held later that day.
One thing I know about tomorrow: Most of the day will be spent as Marian. And that's a good thing. I should be able to do my nails again before dinner, and look as pretty as possible when I see these people for the first time in months.
A question came to mind: Do I mind presenting as Mario? The answer is no, but it's because I'm making a trade off when I do so. I wouldn't give up being Marian part time. But I'd retain the ability to be Mario part time if it meant I could have a healthy romantic life. Last night, I had to strip off my nail polish for tonight's evening with FH. And I didn't mind doing this to be with her. I just wonder what's going on in her head....
No comments:
Post a Comment