The End of an Era

Awesome is moving. He is going back to school and the acceptance was quick and now he is leaving at the end of the month. When he told me I was really happy for him, and I still am, but the more I think about it the more I realize what a big part of my daily life he is and I wonder how different my life is going to be without him around.

Today we had our last lunch together for a while. It is weird to think that I won’t have lunch with him every week and that he might not email every day twenty or thirty times. He is a strange force that Mr. Awesome, a total pig much of the time but inside there is a sweet shy man who I really like.

At the end of our lunch he walked me back to work just before we got to the doorway to my work he said he wait a second and he grabbed me and kissed me. And then walked into the office smiling like a Cheshire cat saying good afternoon to all my co-workers as though it was just another lunch.

Somehow, that interaction seems like just the right way for him and I to end our lunchtime ritual.

TSG

He’s not my Boyfriend, He’s … oh nevermind

Last week I was out of town at a conference and the SSM flew in to join me at my nice hotel for a few days. He would sleep in, go out for brunch with friends while I was hard at work, then show up for the social time and drinking. Someday I have to get me a gig like that!

Anyway, on the second night we were with a very large crowd for some much needed dinner after a long long happy hour. The table had some people I know well, some people I know some and others who barely know my name. Sitting at the far end of the table was a woman I kind of know through work and she mouthed to me is that your boy. I shook my head yes and didn’t think anything of it. A while later she yelled something across the table that ended with “TSG’s boyfriend over there.” I cringed a little but did my best to ignore the comment. The second time this same woman referred to the SSM as my boyfriend I kindly replied, “the dear man has a name of his own, sorry not to have introduced you this is SSM.” She laughed it of and said yeah but it is more fun to just call him your boyfriend.

After the third time and a knowing glance across the table at BFF I leaned over to the SSM and said, “I hope you are okay with being called my boyfriend, it is just so much easier then trying to explain this whole …” And I kind of trailed off from there. “Oh for sure, it is way easier” he responded in his ever so relaxed way. “Don’t worry about it, I’m not.” And we went about enjoying the rest of our dinner.

Had it been a different group of people – i.e. non work folks – I might have tried to explain it better. Instead, I just left BFF to field any questions that came up after we left. I am sure she gave an appropriate and modest response to all who asked. Either that or she just muttered something about a long distance fuck buddy and left it at that.

Either way, thanks for doing my dirty work BFF.

TSG

You know what sucks ...

Being sick while on the road.

There is nothing worse than not being able to enjoy yourself because you are tired and your throat hurts. It also sucks not having a fridge full of the food you want and the tea you like.

:(

I do, however LOVE the king size bed in the room and traveling. So I guess I shouldn't complain too much.

Oh and the SSM is flying out to visit for two nights tomorrow. Woo Hoo!

Writer's Block

I am experiencing it.

Sorry gang.

But hey this is post number 301. That is kind of exciting.

That's all I got.

TSG