15-06.16.114 in Book Two: The Fifteenth Year of the Third Millennium of the Common Era

You readers are awesome. Seriously, you are amazing people and I am so thankful and happy for your notes! Good insights, excellent questions, and wonderful advice. I do appreciate it… even when/if I don’t take the advice or don’t know how to breach certain subjects with Wife.

Plus, your comments and questions and such make me ask myself hard questions; and I value that a great deal. For instance, I do spend time thinking about why I am so opposed to divorce… but I don’t make the leap to the specifics. And I was thinking about that today. Even though my wife periodically calls me a girl, even though my needs are often unmet, even though we have our problems… I feel a sense of acceptance with the wife that I didn’t get before her. That doesn’t probably say much… but feeling accepted is super important; and even though it is an imperfect acceptance… at least I feel like I can be myself at least most of the time. That was super rare until I got to law school.

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Today… is my Wife’s birthday. She turns 35. And all she can focus on with that is how she’s “accomplished nothing” with her life; how she still doesn’t know what she wants to be when she grows up, how she feels frustrated but lazy all of the time. As little as it helps, I’ve been trying to say that I can encourage her and support her but some parts of her journey need to be taken by her.

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She needed to get her car worked on, so at 9 we rolled out of bed and drove it down to get worked on. As Breakfast is her favorite meal and she loves breakfast… I told her we’d pick that up on the way home. That would be her birthday treat since she isn’t a Cake And Ice Cream person. She rapidly devoured the food and we went back to bed.

When I woke up again to drive her to work? Holy Hera, my body must have been in some excruciating pain because when I woke up… my jaw was ridiculously sore from being clenched. It was so bad that when, after great effort, I forced my mouth open… the jaw popped. Yeesh.

As per usual with my wife, even though her shift starts at 1 pm; she wasn’t ready to go until 12:57. So, even under perfect conditions, she wouldn’t have made it to work until after 1:15. But… apparently, the main road we take for everything has construction every 20 feet right now. So add that to the stupid drivers and… I dropped her off and it was 1:20. Seriously… her lack of ever being on time for anything always nags at the back of my mind.

Then it was off to work for me. Maybe a mistake as I hadn’t showered yet but… this kind of heat and humidity? I would need 9 showers a day considering how much I sweat. No, I’ll take my daily (or every other day) shower when I know I will be in air conditioning the rest of the day, thank you.

Got to work and.... well.... MAYBE seeing the beauty in people is bad. Because when confronted with genuine beauty… harumph.

I think it is safe to say that I have a full on crush on the girl at work. She has the height of Wife, the petite frame of Thompson and Aoife, the youthful beauty of Thompson, the spirit and athleticism of Buffy, the fashion sense of Buffy and Aoife, and the intelligence of all of them combined. She has a mature beauty about her; even though she is 24 and looks 15… I know that sentence is a contradiction but it is true… and no “mature beauty” doesn’t mean big tits… she’s actually small chested like Aoife… mature beauty means… she has this confidence that emits off of her that pulls your eye and convinces you silently of her beauty. She does her make up wonderfully and even has her nails painted. She races a 5K just about every week. She has 3 jobs, takes classes during the summer, and still finds time to keep in great shape. She’s intelligent and charming. Like… I know if I were single, I would want to ask her out… but I don’t think I would… because she’s too busy and would absolutely seem out of my league. That fact that I’m not single… I am tempted to ask if she wants to get a drink sometime… just to hang out.

As I think about it all though… the age issue brings up something interesting.... I mean, age in general. As the work girl is 24 (25 in August) and my wife turns 35 today… my mind turns to age in my own romantic life. And… it is more humorous than I had first realized. Of the girlfriends I’ve had… I’ve dated 16 year olds, a 20 year old… and then my wife which started when she was 25. Which… is largely because I didn’t date too much… and in High School (for some reason) my girlfriends were always Sophomores. It’s just… a weird random trivia bit.

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The rest of my night is going to be filled with (1) wrapping Wife’s presents; (2) cooking dinner for me and (if she’s hungry after work) Wife; (3) Video Games; (4) Reading Prosebox; (5) Working on a Fantasy Entry for Prosebox; (5) Picking Wife up from work; and (6) hopefully, Wife unwrapping her presents.