The Adventures of Paisley
Blue
Happy May Day! As the warm half of the circle of the year gets underway, I am thrilled to see the flowers everywhere, blue skies more often than not, and spring fever has affected nearly everyone I know.
Yesterday afternoon I left work early and took a pizza home for lunch. Mechanic and I had a chance to talk before we had to be at my doctor's appointment. All the questions I had from the last few days were answered. The main thing is that he reassured me I wasn't a third thumb... his statements that seemed to indicate a future relationship between him and Red were only intended as friendship... he indicated no interest in pursuing a romantic relationship with Red.
He likes being with me and he likes our intimate moments (and there is no question in my heart about my feelings on those matters) and... well... I felt like my spirit weighed about 50 tons less. I felt buoyant as we left the apartment. Of course there's no telling what exactly the future holds, but for now Mechanic and I are together and I'm happy.
I had made this appointment with the doctor to see about having a cyst removed from my scalp. He seemed pretty confident that we could do this in the office. I asked him a lot of questions, like if he had done this lots of times before. The one other time I'd had this procedure done was in an outpatient surgery room. They gave me 3x the normal amount of local anesthetic and it didn't work. My head was in a vice... they told me to not move... and I felt every excruciating moment from the first slice with the scalpel through the stitches at the end of the operation. I have no desire to go through that again.
The doctor said he knew a small percentage of people had non-reactions to local anesthesia, but he'd never heard of someone at such an extreme end of the scale as me. Well, like I always say, I'm an exception to every rule. The main thing is that we are scheduling this so that Mechanic can be there with me. I won't try to hide the fact that I'm scared, and I hope it all works out just fine in the doctor's office, but I want someone to hold my hand, and - if I'm not numbed up - I will say nichts-nein (that's the German equivalent of Hell No) and we'll be outta there.
After leaving the doctor, though, Mechanic and I had a wonderful afternoon. We walked from the hospital downtown then caught a bus out to Northgate Mall. The main objective was the purchase of a new bra for myself. Mine are in such pitiful shape, so we were searching for something comfortable and affordable. Believe it or not, I did find such a thing. Lane Bryant was having a wonderful sale - two for forty bucks. Ch-ching! I bought one black and one white. The old, torn, tired bras are being thrown away.
We searched for shoes for Mechanic. Again, not an easy task. He wears a size 14 and the stores that do carry that size don't carry a wide selection. So out of the ones available to choose from, they're not all comfortable. Then you go through that filter to looking at the prices, and he just won't spend too much on his shoes. Still, to me it was an adventure because I'd never gone to so many stores trying to find shoes with him before.
The day was beautiful - sky was blue, wasn't too hot or too cold - and I just enjoyed the heck out of it. Every moment of the afternoon was precious. It was dark when we finally got home, and I was tired, but happy. We were looking forward to more pleasant experiences to come last night...
And so Mechanic sat down to the computer to just check his email real quick... and that's how we began a twisting journey of discovery that led to this startling fact: a friend of a friend, whom we thought we could trust, had borrowed the computer and charged about $2000 on my credit card to purchase a camcorder, digital camera, stereo system and more. America Online put a hold on it until they could confirm this with me, and of course I told them to cancel the orders. We quickly figured out who had done it, and the clusterf*** rolled downhill from there.
Mechanic got a big headache, and I fell asleep... and what I had hoped would be an awesome end to our day, being alone together at night in our apartment, turned into a miniature nightmare. We have so few nights alone together - probably less than six in the last four months - that I admit I was very sad... not cry-myself-to-sleep sad, but very sad. But at the same time I was upset that someone tried to take advantage of our kindness, and tried to hurt me financially. So it wasn't meant to be last night.
However, it was hella cold last night. I don't know why but the window was all the way open. Mechanic covered us up with an extra blanket, but we were glued to each other all night. I remember a couple times waking up to feel him touching me, pulling me close... and I was smiling as I fell asleep again.
I'm crossing my fingers and toes that we can be alone again tonight, though. Soon enough Michael will be home and those opportunities for Mechanic and I to be alone together might not come again for a while. I like having friends and I know that having someone around makes things more bearable for Mechanic... if only we could send them home about 30 minutes after I get home from work. Oh well. I'll let you know how everything turns out.
~Paisley Blue
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