“Yeah. It was perfect.”
“And we had witnesses.” She gently pushed Frodo onto the seat near the door and pivoted around to face me. It was kind of tricky, considering how small the cabin was. She braced herself with the back of my seat, leaned in, and kissed me. The space didn’t allow for further maneuvering, so she sat back down.
We made a plan to eat dinner in Boise and go back to the house. I couldn’t help but hope that she would change her mind and stay, but she has other responsibilities and so do I.
When we got to the house, Jodie helped me put the dogs away and we stood in the driveway talking for about twenty minutes. It was apparent that she was struggling between her need to go and her wanting to stay with me.
I pulled her close and told her to be careful on the way home, to text me goodnight. She hugged me goodbye, and whispered in my ear.
She said, “Next time, I want an entire weekend, just us. I want to be with you from sunup to sundown.”
I almost fell over. “You’re killing me, Jo. But it’s totally worth it.”
I watched her drive away, picked up eggs, wrote in my journal, read a little, and went to bed early. About 10:30 my phone buzzed.
Goodnight, Billie. Best day of my life.
Goodnight, Jodie. Me, too. Best day ever.
Oh, goddess, I am getting sappy and even my texts are awkward, but I don’t care. This really was the best day of my life. For the first time, I am head-over-heals, crazy, and unrepentantly in love. Now, I just have to reign in the urge to jump her bones, as she calls it, every second of every day. I cannot wait for that weekend with her. I’m sure I will be up all night thinking of ways to rearrange a weekend so we can go away together. Whatever it takes.
May 24, 2013
I have been going at it pretty hard all week to try to get things caught up so Jodie and I can have time alone together, but it seems like once I get started on one thing, something else needs attention. The dog lot is disgusting right now, so I’ve been picking up poo every day and started washing out bedding mats and hosing everything down. And weeds are everywhere. I thought weed control was just a big deal in the suburbs, but there are weeds that can hurt goats. Ironically, the one that produces goat heads is one. So, I am pulling weeds everywhere I go. The garden is growing bigger every day, with little squashes and melons started, but nothing is ready to harvest. I have been picking bugs off the squash plants and giving them to the laying chickens. Those are vicious little birds when there’s a worm or a mouse around. The little grey chicken’s hatchlings are full grown now and almost blend in with the rest of the birds, although they aren’t supposed to lay for a few more months. I try not to think about the goat sales, which Elliot says will happen this fall. The buggers are trying their best to escape by rocking fence posts and pulling out electric fencing, which we have to find before they break down the outer fencing. Elliot and I have started making repairs, re-setting posts, and re-attaching the fence with clips and wires. It’s grueling work. I have come to loathe the sight of post hole diggers, surely a torture device from the Middle Ages.
I finally had to turn down a work assignment. A pest control company wanted me to synch up the data on their intranet and maintain their systems, and it was just too big for me to handle. They have offices in almost every town around here, and I would need to go to all of them initially to do some setup. I can’t think of a way to fit that in with everything else I’m doing. It would have meant a huge paycheck, and I wanted to bite my own hand when I told the office manager I couldn’t do it. I had to put Frankie off, too, but she was okay with waiting until late fall/early winter for her data system update.
It seems nearly impossible to get to a place where I am okay with going away for a day or two, but if Jodie can get next Saturday off, may we can go somewhere then.
May 26, 2013
Jodie could not get Saturday off, so she came over Saturday night, and we made love all night, woke up and made love again. I have never experienced anything like this. One of my favorite moments was lying on the couch with Frodo, with the two of us watching Jodie’s every movement as she made brunch for us. It felt just like home. There’s really no other word for it.
May 29, 2013
Another hectic week. I cannot wait until the weekend! We are going to McCall. It’s a resort town a few hours from here, and I’ve never been. I think it’s even been in a few movies. Jodie says we just kind of hang around town and go hiking if we want. We could have gone skiing or to the Ice Festival, if we’d gone earlier in the year. I am STOKED!
Chloe called tonight. She is going to finally move her stuff from Colorado to Seattle in a couple of weeks, and she wants to spend the night here on her way back. If it works out, she’ll stay an extra day or two and go to the Pride Festival in Boise with me and Jodie. I called Jodie, and she is okay with it. She reminded me about the
