Spoiling Me

July 20, 2007

I realized how stupid and childish I was being, and got over being angry. In a way I’d hoped he’d come over and spend the night Friday, and stay for breakfast on the patio Saturday morning. But as the day wore on I thought how it was OK that he didn’t come over, that I had some quiet time to myself. Nathan's Dad brought him over about 11:30 and we went about our day as usual. I pulled weeds by the back fence and planted 2 of the azaleas I bought before going to Minneapolis. Later in the evening I had Nathan help pull weeds while I trimmed the grass around the patio.

Finally I called Joe about 9:30 at night…he’d worked in concessions at the swap meet all day, in the heat (it was in the 90s and very humid), and poor cabana boy was zonked out. He did come over Sunday to go with me to Lowe’s to pick out a storm door. He was going to install it for me, but I had to special order the color I wanted, so it’ll be 2 weeks before it gets here.

We ate at Rib Crib … he made me laugh so much all weekend! He has all these stories to tell from his service in the Navy, plus we have so much fun together anyway. I don’t know when I’ve had such a good time with someone. After dinner we drove down to Earlywine Park on SW 119th for a Twilight Concert, but not before stopping at the sno-cone stand. I got a pina colada. Good taste, but too sweet and syrupy. Ran into our friend Bill at the concert. We didn’t get there until about 7:30, so we didn’t get to sit and enjoy the music for long (it ended by 8:30).

Joe came over again Wednesday after bowling. I had called him a little after 8:00 when he was on the 2nd frame of his 4th game, and I asked him how many errands did he have to run before coming over. I wanted have a realistic idea of what time I could expect him, so as not to be disappointed this time. He said none, he has cleared his schedule for the evening. He got there about 9:30, and after a dinner of chicken teriyaki he rubbed my back and shoulders. I was beginning to get a tension headache from being so tense and tired.

Today when he called at work (he generally calls during his lunch, between 11:30 and 12:00, and sometimes at his morning or afternoon break) I jokingly asked, “When are you going to come mow my lawn?!” I said I was just kidding; he’s gotten me spoiled. He said he likes spoiling me, but I reminded him that he took care of his ex-wife for 6 years and now he’s taking care of 2 moms, and I refuse to be another person for him to take care of. After all, I've lived on my own and supported myself for 5 years. He said that I spoil him too; and I responded that I just try to treat him as well as I’d like to be treated.