After waking up in the warmth of Julia’s arms, we went to the Hampton Diner for breakfast before she headed over to the office building to meet with some clients. She offered to drive me home but… I opted to walk; the snow having hardly been anything threatening. When we walked to Julia’s car, she leaned into me for a long moment with a big squeeze and kiss; finally entering her vehicle saying, “Call me when you get home.”
I shook my head yes as Julia closed the door and started the engine. I waited for her to get under way before walking across the parking lot; using the sound of her vehicle pulling out on to 206 to get a fix on the location of the curb between the parking lot and the highway.
I made good time getting back to the house. I did the whole trip in about an hour and twenty.
I dropped Julia a text as I walked up our driveway, knowing she was in session with a client. Besides, texting and calling are pretty much the same thing when the message only requires two word like, “I’m home.”
A few minutes later I did get a call back from Julia, asking me in a teasing tone, “Have you been looking at my schedule again?” She was laughing as she asked it, saying, “You always seem to know when to text and when to call. You’re amazing!”
Julia then said, “I just wanted to let you know that all is going well here today and… Well… I know you know this already but… Uh… I love you.” She then kissed the receiver and hung up the phone; me being able to hear her next client enter her office.
My mom called a few minutes later to let me know that they didn’t get snowed in this time; Bridgeville Delaware only having received an inch and a half of snow rather than the fourteen inches from the other day. Apparently, the snow is pulling some of their trees down onto one of the garages, and Dad was outside trying to figure out what he should do about that.
I then checked on a few websites to make sure the WordPress 5.8.3 update didn’t cause anyone problems on my servers. And… “All is working well!”
I did receive some paperwork from my CPA to fill out before they’ll do my tax return. When I ran it by Julia when she came in from work with a stromboli for me and a salad for herself for dinner, she suggested I higher Ellen to work on the tax stuff with me. I agreed that I should, having already fired Dana Crowley for failing to show up for reading jobs three times in a row. Julia and I have talked about the fact that it’s generally probably not a good idea to higher women you’ve slept with in the past for jobs in the present because some folks can’t handle it, even when they assure you that they can. And… In Dana’s case… Well… It wasn’t the first time she proved to be immature and caring for little more than just a buck… Which is why I stopped sleeping with her in the first place. In fact, I probably should never have slept with her at all.
But all of that is in the past now, and even though Julia knows about my history with Ellen… Julia even says, “Ellen’s different from the others. She has no angle at this point in her life. Ellen’s just grateful for friends and the chance to make a few extra bucks along the way.”
Dana on the other hand… Julia was pleased that I fired her saying, “As much as it will sadden me… Not! To know that my favorite home recking gold digging whore will never be coming anywhere near my man ever again if she wants to continue breathing… Well… Yeah… You made the right call in cutting that bitch off from all contact with you honey.”
I’m not sure what transpired between Julia and Dana Crowley around the time Dana kept not showing up for work when she said she would, which was enough to piss me off after the second time, let alone the third. But, when I asked if there was anything I should be aware of, Julia simply would only give me a big hug and kiss before saying, “Nothing you need to concern yourself with. I love you and know that I can trust you with my life. That’s all that matters.”
But… She doesn’t mind me working with Ellen. So… I will give Ellen a call about doing the paperwork on Monday and touch base with my CPA’s office staff to let them know that the paperwork they’d like filled out will be forth coming in the very near future, just so they know they’ve still got me as a client.
After a light dinner Julia and I sat and watched the latest Oak Island episode together before cuing up an Ancient Aliens episode after that. Then she headed for bed while I stepped in here to write this. She kissed me and said in a rather seductive tone, “Try not to be up all-night writing now, ok? A girl can get lonely in a big bed in the dark all by herself.”
Somehow, I’ve got a funny feeling that might translate into something like, “I’m only going to wait so long before I invite Mr. Vibrator into my bed for a play session.” So… Yeah… Off to bed I go.
And, if she’s already gotten Mr. Vibrator out… Well… Maybe I can once again convince her to keep him out and make it a three way. “Mr. Vibrator and I had great fun with her the last time.”
So… Uh… Yeah… “We shall see.”