Desi got here Friday as promised. We switched days to go out since he was driving all over the place and didn't get to my house until six thirty or so. I did make dinner after we had a few snacks and a drink. By the time we got everything finished it was almost ten o'clock or maybe later. We had a hunt for the Navitimer planned for the next morning so it was call it a day early.
Desi gets up at dawn. He needs very little sleep and runs on energy that always amazes me. Now I don't know about everyone else, but when you get up that early, it makes for a long day. I stayed asleep, five a.m. is way to early and he answered emails and did his computer work. Since nothing opens until ten a.m. we had a while to regroup. I made breakfast, then we got ready to get out of the house and go on the quest for the watch.
The shop that had four had actually three with one being repaired. Desi was trying to make a decision between a white face Moonphase or a regular black face. There was two thousand dollars difference between them, with the white being the more expensive. The black face looked the best on his wrist. Being the big guy he is both watches would have to have additional links added.
He decided to think about the watches and go on to another Estate Jewelery store that I had scoped out. We parked walked into another estate store that ended up not having watches, then to the store that I had found. The store was not open. I called the number that was on the door and left a message with the owner.
We decided to drive down to Newport Beach and look at another place. We walked in and the man, that I had talk to that week, was behind the counter and announced that the safe was locked and the owner wasn't there and lived an hour away. Do you sense a theme here? I told Desi that it didn't look like he was meant to get this watch.
We drove to Back Bay for an ice tea and sat and watched the paddle boarders go by on the water. Since there really isn't anything to do unless you eat, drink, go to the movies or shop and none of those appealed we ended up going home.
Now, I was not really aware of how ADD Desi is. He works seven days a week and is on fast mode all the time. He has something gong on every minute of his day and this down Saturday was freaking him out. I told him that it was taste of retirement, that made him really upset. Not only was it the first day he didn't have an agenda, other then looking for the watch, no one on any of his jobs sites called him. His take on this was everything was either great or going into he toilet. He was leaning towards the latter.
We had a long discussion about men having their jobs define them and that he couldn't go on at the pace he is going forever. He really was having a hard time with the whole concept of down time and kept saying that this particular day was strange and different for him. He talked to his son in Houston, during a football game we were watching, and told him that he was "behind the Orange Curtain, and the day was really odd for him. Although he did tell him he was having a good time. At least he likes being with me
We got ready in the early evening to go out to dinner and dancing. The dance clubs in Orange County are hard to find so we went to the Balboa Bay Club. This particular night was a mess. The band was horrible and they played icky music and the singer was off key. We had two drinks and decided to leave. We did manage to dance a couple slow dances. We drove to Laguna Beach to see another place that from the outside looked like a dive bar on steroids. We didn't get out of the car but decided to just go home and call it a day. It was a strange day all the way around.
Desi left at noon, Sunday, after making his run to Starbucks and for the New York Times. We talked about our mutual attraction, although he said, "if Sophia Loren came into his sight, " I'd be culled from the herd." Nice! No chance of that, at least I don't think there is He announced that on his drive up North, today, he was going to contemplate his retirement. I don't think it has ever dawned on him that life changes and nothing is ever the same. At least we have him thinking about it. Interesting that as smart as he is, this wasn't something he had thought about.
I was in a strange mood too, on Sunday. He kept asking me "what's wrong?" I honestly couldn't tell him. There just is a little unrest showing up on my radar for no good reason. I said something about being "Casual Lucy" and he said I wasn't casusal. Anyway, that was my odd mood showing up that went away, somewhat. We are a contemplated twosome. Although everyone we run into thinks that we look great together and we get a lot of conpliments from perfect strangers.
I will stop rambling.
Bye all.
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