Sunday, February 23, 2020

Sitting down with my quill

Once upon a time...

Wait, no. That’s not quite how this one begins. That’s a little too fairy story, and I’m a little too spicy for that.

No shit, there I was. 

Yeah, that’s more like it.

No shit, there I was at work a year and a half ago, when I looked up and realized that standing across the counter from me, perusing home improvement items, was a guy I had known for twenty years but had lost track of recently. He looked as surprised to see me as I was to see him. 

Fast forward to now. It’s a year and a half later and we’ve bought a house together. Built in 1945, recently halfway flipped, it needs some work. Some bathroom repair here, some paint there, and I can’t wait to get started on the yard, which I am going to garden the hell out of. Some things need downright rebuilding. Some things just need little changes. There are some projects we invented - like a wall to hang cast iron pans on. That will be a fun one when we get to it. 

By way of introduction, hi, I’m me, and the part of the Man will be played by Boyfriend. 

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