In keeping with never knowing when the man I like will show up, he was a day early. He was sweet enough to want to see how I was doing. I had a meniscus repair done the beginning of the week and ended up with the stitches being taken out too soon. when I returned ome I had blood running down kmy leg from one of te incision sites. What a mess.
I'm not one to sit around so I had several appointments I had to keep, hair being one of them. Luckily I had a long time friend's daughter, who I've known since she was three, haul me around to my various appointments. I can't seem to just sit still.
This morning I got most of the house cleaned up with some clothes washed. When Mr. Perfect called to say he would be by in an hour or so and did I need anything, I asked for a cafe mocha. He showed up at the door with my request.
He always looks so fresh and clean which is a prioity for me. He sat and told me about his week and what he was up to. Just having him near me is comforting even though he had to leave for business reasons after about an hour and after admonishing me that I needed to sit, with my leg up, and stop trying to do so much.
When he left I checked my I Phone messages. I had a message from a man that has been after me to have an extramaritial affair asking why I hadn"t answered him, I responded by asking him what he was bringing to the table besides himself. I, again, don't want revolving men in my bed. He is in a relationship but not happy. Too bad!
I use Mr. Perfect as an excuse and it is amazing how many men respond by saying they would be better and they could boot him out of my bed in a heartbeat. Interesting what egos these men have. I suppose confidence is part of the equation.
Tomorrow is another day and I will see what the Internet brings me. Until then....
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