One Fine Weekend
i had a most atypical weekend. it started off on a somewhat of a bad note, as during the work day on friday, i was coming down with something distinctively resembling a 24 hour cold... damn, there goes the weekend i thought. after a somewhat inopportune coordination meeting at 5:00, that let up at 6:30, i was in no mood to do anything fun but felt the need to as both mr. d. and esau had previously earlier in the week had dibbed some of my weekend time. i called mr. d. saying i was sick, which i was, and wasn't in the mood to go out... which he more than understood. esau did as well when i called him. by the time i go home my nose was a running faucet but still, during the drive home, i kept thinking of this new guy i have been seeing, having spent an evening with him last week while my parents were out of town. we had talked earlier in the day because he was getting back into town and wanted to spend the weekend with me. i honestly did too. there's something about this guy i really honestly like... not exactly sure what it is though.
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he finally called me after i had gotten home and taken a hot shower and was about to take a nap, and eventhough i told him i might be coming down with something, he said he'd still love to hang out. maybe it's his genuine adamancy to spend time together... and time that is actually spent together, as i will soon recount. so i said to him... "caveat emptor"... he replied... "come on down". it made me smile. i said, i'd like to come over and watch a movie, chill out, have pizza... which i did. it was something low-key that felt just right. and by that time, the meds had started to kick in and at least the faucet was manageable. so i went over to his house, and had just a fun time really... again. i spent the night again, this time using the excuse to my folks that i was going to a friend's party and since there was a lack of beds in our house (we were hosting guests)... i figure i'd just sleep at my "friend's". and so i spent the night, and as before, caught myself in moments, just looking at this man, and feeling... hmmm... good. he has what i'd say to be... kind... eyes. and did i mention he's funny? love it.
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the next morning, we woke up lazily and he made me coffee, and i had to leave for a previous engagement. we said goodbye, i wasn't sure if i was actually going to see him again over the weekend, but i had a mind too i was thinking. saturday was spent having a dim sum get together with family and friends and the guests who came over from taiwan... in short, a religious dude who came to "bless" my parents' property but apparently discovered that it was not the "right" year to move earth... to some disappointment to my folks but with understanding as well. well, after lunch, this guy was also gracious enough to come to my newly purchased house and do the same thing... literally... meaning, this is not the "right" year... for me either.
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let me explain, before the "right" date was suppose to be december 4th for closing and then a move in date of december 18th, just in time for christmas. as it shakes out, this guy says that i can still close on the 4th... that the house is a good house... BUT... i can't move in until next year. to be honest, when i heard that i was simply shocked at the concept of paying for a mortgage without living in the house. eventually this date even shocked me more when the "right" date was stipulated as next march. NEXT MARCH! four months away from closing. but being as zen as i am now, i began thinking about this, and realized it's really not THAT bad. eventhough i'd be paying mortgage, the four months would give me clear enough time to build all those additions to the house i was planning on spacing out throughout the years, like a porch, a deck, painting, molding, etc. etc. and when i further inquired, ultimately the ONLY limitation really is that i can't SLEEP in the house till march.... but i can still move in stuff and occupy it more or less. funny... to have a house you can't sleep in. haha. my friends are going to love this. i'm not exactly sure how this will work out really but well... better safe than sorry i guess. and ultimately the thing is... at least when i do MOVE in... it will be a complete home... and i will have garnered hopefully some good construction and carpentery experience.
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and speaking of serendipitous moments, this new guy supposedly in well adept at building decks and porches and has tools... hmmm... should i date i guy simply for his tools? haha. there's something cute in that.
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after the house seeing, i went home for a nap and then after some hectic calling to make plans... eventually ended up rushing to meet esau, hector, and reynell to watch a silly movie not really worth mentioning and then having dinner... with an animated discussion on religion.... in a good way. then i brought a bostom creme buy to the new guy and decided i just had to see him again. i do like him don't i?
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he's just so much fun. he's smart, and witty, funny, and embullient... sometimes to a fault as he loves loves loves to talk.... to the point where i think he's uncomfortable with just "being" quiet. that night we watched some TV, cuddled, then went to a local ice house and played darts... haha... played darts. what i like about him... is that he's like no one i've dated (did i just say "dated"?). he is a quintessential urban cowboy. texas raised and proud, but worldy, cultured, and open minded... politically aware, passionate, and kind. alot of things i wish i was. hmmm... its again one of those situation where i wonder... what do i bring to the table? but so far... he seems content that its just me.
.
over darts there were small comments that kind of made me giggle inside in a good way... like asking if i might be interested in going up to a cabin for a weekend.... or a somewhat more serious (but not really) question of if i'd consider moving somewhere else. hmmm. i dunno. we came back... watched another movie while we cuddled (he's so good to just hold and be held by... despite our height differences... he's 6'1"!) and then went to bed. it was by then 4 AM and i had a very long day already... we just held each other to sleep. it was very nice. my excuse of spending the night outside my house was again that there were no beds and that i had to go to work the next day on sunday... which i did.
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waking up again holding him, being held... rocks. i do miss it. and he "tried" to make me breakfast. haha... sweet. and he played a song to me that he said reminded him of me.... because it was beautiful. haha... sweet. there is definitely a dash of romance about my urban cowboy. that will be his name... my urban cowboy.
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sunday i did go to work for a few hours to get some shit out of the way in prep for what i think might be a very busy work week (last time i thought that, i worked two days ... and was bored for three)... but who knows. after that i came home... after what seem a very long time, worked out my financing for the house with my mom, did some paper work, and then decided to put off mr. d. till monday (we were suppose to have dinner and a movie). i had some quiet time with the folks.... it was nice.
.
my cold disappeared in the whirl of people and places i eexperienced this weekend. over these two days or so i think i traversed over 200 miles going back and forth between the inner loop and home. the only real bummer about not living in the house i'm buying is that i'll have to continue dealing with this amazingly annoying traffic. ahhh.... c'est la vie. who knows... maybe this means i will be staying with my urban cowboy alot more. hmm, that did make me smile when i wrote that.
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good weekend.
.
he finally called me after i had gotten home and taken a hot shower and was about to take a nap, and eventhough i told him i might be coming down with something, he said he'd still love to hang out. maybe it's his genuine adamancy to spend time together... and time that is actually spent together, as i will soon recount. so i said to him... "caveat emptor"... he replied... "come on down". it made me smile. i said, i'd like to come over and watch a movie, chill out, have pizza... which i did. it was something low-key that felt just right. and by that time, the meds had started to kick in and at least the faucet was manageable. so i went over to his house, and had just a fun time really... again. i spent the night again, this time using the excuse to my folks that i was going to a friend's party and since there was a lack of beds in our house (we were hosting guests)... i figure i'd just sleep at my "friend's". and so i spent the night, and as before, caught myself in moments, just looking at this man, and feeling... hmmm... good. he has what i'd say to be... kind... eyes. and did i mention he's funny? love it.
.
the next morning, we woke up lazily and he made me coffee, and i had to leave for a previous engagement. we said goodbye, i wasn't sure if i was actually going to see him again over the weekend, but i had a mind too i was thinking. saturday was spent having a dim sum get together with family and friends and the guests who came over from taiwan... in short, a religious dude who came to "bless" my parents' property but apparently discovered that it was not the "right" year to move earth... to some disappointment to my folks but with understanding as well. well, after lunch, this guy was also gracious enough to come to my newly purchased house and do the same thing... literally... meaning, this is not the "right" year... for me either.
.
let me explain, before the "right" date was suppose to be december 4th for closing and then a move in date of december 18th, just in time for christmas. as it shakes out, this guy says that i can still close on the 4th... that the house is a good house... BUT... i can't move in until next year. to be honest, when i heard that i was simply shocked at the concept of paying for a mortgage without living in the house. eventually this date even shocked me more when the "right" date was stipulated as next march. NEXT MARCH! four months away from closing. but being as zen as i am now, i began thinking about this, and realized it's really not THAT bad. eventhough i'd be paying mortgage, the four months would give me clear enough time to build all those additions to the house i was planning on spacing out throughout the years, like a porch, a deck, painting, molding, etc. etc. and when i further inquired, ultimately the ONLY limitation really is that i can't SLEEP in the house till march.... but i can still move in stuff and occupy it more or less. funny... to have a house you can't sleep in. haha. my friends are going to love this. i'm not exactly sure how this will work out really but well... better safe than sorry i guess. and ultimately the thing is... at least when i do MOVE in... it will be a complete home... and i will have garnered hopefully some good construction and carpentery experience.
.
and speaking of serendipitous moments, this new guy supposedly in well adept at building decks and porches and has tools... hmmm... should i date i guy simply for his tools? haha. there's something cute in that.
.
after the house seeing, i went home for a nap and then after some hectic calling to make plans... eventually ended up rushing to meet esau, hector, and reynell to watch a silly movie not really worth mentioning and then having dinner... with an animated discussion on religion.... in a good way. then i brought a bostom creme buy to the new guy and decided i just had to see him again. i do like him don't i?
.
he's just so much fun. he's smart, and witty, funny, and embullient... sometimes to a fault as he loves loves loves to talk.... to the point where i think he's uncomfortable with just "being" quiet. that night we watched some TV, cuddled, then went to a local ice house and played darts... haha... played darts. what i like about him... is that he's like no one i've dated (did i just say "dated"?). he is a quintessential urban cowboy. texas raised and proud, but worldy, cultured, and open minded... politically aware, passionate, and kind. alot of things i wish i was. hmmm... its again one of those situation where i wonder... what do i bring to the table? but so far... he seems content that its just me.
.
over darts there were small comments that kind of made me giggle inside in a good way... like asking if i might be interested in going up to a cabin for a weekend.... or a somewhat more serious (but not really) question of if i'd consider moving somewhere else. hmmm. i dunno. we came back... watched another movie while we cuddled (he's so good to just hold and be held by... despite our height differences... he's 6'1"!) and then went to bed. it was by then 4 AM and i had a very long day already... we just held each other to sleep. it was very nice. my excuse of spending the night outside my house was again that there were no beds and that i had to go to work the next day on sunday... which i did.
.
waking up again holding him, being held... rocks. i do miss it. and he "tried" to make me breakfast. haha... sweet. and he played a song to me that he said reminded him of me.... because it was beautiful. haha... sweet. there is definitely a dash of romance about my urban cowboy. that will be his name... my urban cowboy.
.
sunday i did go to work for a few hours to get some shit out of the way in prep for what i think might be a very busy work week (last time i thought that, i worked two days ... and was bored for three)... but who knows. after that i came home... after what seem a very long time, worked out my financing for the house with my mom, did some paper work, and then decided to put off mr. d. till monday (we were suppose to have dinner and a movie). i had some quiet time with the folks.... it was nice.
.
my cold disappeared in the whirl of people and places i eexperienced this weekend. over these two days or so i think i traversed over 200 miles going back and forth between the inner loop and home. the only real bummer about not living in the house i'm buying is that i'll have to continue dealing with this amazingly annoying traffic. ahhh.... c'est la vie. who knows... maybe this means i will be staying with my urban cowboy alot more. hmm, that did make me smile when i wrote that.
.
good weekend.
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