One day the lovely Ex Mrs. Couch came home to find several drawers in the kitchen open after I had been manically searching for something critically important to whatever project I was focused on at the time. If I had to guess I would say that I was looking for a chop stick to serve as a core for an AM antenna. Or maybe a spoon for my pudding cup.
At any rate, yes, I do get absent minded from time to time a fail to close drawers, cabinets, my fly, Etc.
However, she made the hyperbolic statement of, “Every single cabinet in this house is open!”
At the time, this was not the case. However after left left for a jog and returned home, well, I know you see where this is going. Yes, I did open every single drawer, cupboard, cabinet, and closet door in the house. And left my fly open . . . but that was unintentional.
For the first several hours, she was not amused. But after time, I am sure she will look back at that and chuckle. It has been about 7 years – I expect the day is coming soon.
So where am I going with this? Well, I am in love with someone now that “gets me.” And I get her. It’s really nice.
The other day I was teasing her that, “I remember coming home to find a little love note taped to my mirror, or a sweet card left on my nightstand, but today I come home to find a used tissue on my bed. The magic is gone.”
Last night she surprised me by coming over (we don’t see each other very much during the week.) I think I know why she made the pilgrimage to north Tampa. Clearly, there was an urgent need. Could it have been the fact that she burnt some green beans on her stove and need to escape the funk. Perhaps. That was my theory. That is, until I can home at lunch today to pick up a key ring I needed.
Now I know what the pressing issue was.
In case you can not tell from the crap-cam picture, those would be “used” tissues.
I love her.
], but it was great. We had hoped for a boat trip . . . but the storm offshore . . . oh well.