oh, we both have clinical depression and anxiety...ever since we met...and that part believe it or not is good, because it is something you can't understand if you have never had it, just like I cannot understand alcoholism. But I'm on my meds ever since I met him...and we have been HOT, even before I got him to understand he was depressed and to get meds. And then we were hotter than ever, esp on vacation in Argentina.
We were both single for 13 years when we met each other, so be both have a colorful past, but when I met him he was into porn, and I told him at that time he could have all of them or me. No compromise. Two or three times I have "caught" him when I was at work looking at stuff on the computer. I packed his bags.
Now, this new laptop, I would call ours, but he says it is mine and won't touch it.
Maybe like an alcoholic not going to bars. Much later on I find out it was a problem in two of his marriages.
Even when things were hot, there was a problem, but through acceptance and understanding and sharing, we dealt with it...tho' it wasn't the way I hoped it could be. He finally overcame that problem twice since April..the week his mother died and one other time. he was thrilled, it was the first time for him in about 20 years.
Anyway....whew, I am still on a roll. Did I mention that the Kickapoo tribe is the only one that never signed a treaty with the government.? LOL
I have been saying for a couple of weeks how bad I wanted to get the bedroom cleaned up. It is teeny tiny and barely a quarter of our clothes fit in the closet and dressers. So he thinks I am just on a mad tear cleaning up the bedroom, I would guess. I even popped open a beer as a decoy for when I sit down to rest and take a break. I hate beer. But sometimes I will choke one down to try to help me sleep...altho' that's useless really, it takes me at least two hours to get one down! LOL
So, and because he is watching the races, he isn't looking at me, tho' I know that the way the mirrors are on the entertainment center and on the bedroom door he can see behind him. But it was easy to stuff my jewelry box under a bunch of stuff and haul it to the storage room. I have been hauling stuff to the storage room.
I took off my favorite blanket, put it in the laundry, made the bed, changed the pillowcases to his mom's. Dusted a dresser and put his mom's bowl (I love it..but) and the photos of his grandaughter and mom all on it and made it look nice.
Cleared the top of my bedside table, put his mom's afghan on it and the ashtray she kept in her beauty shop that he treasures. And as we have about a dozen pillows, it was easy to carrry some of those we don't use and the two I want into the storage.
I will do all the laundry first. I just hung out a load and have another going. Need to go hang it out as it is getting dark. The other bigger dresser has a four foot pile of clean and unfold clothes on it. YUK. I hauled the suitcase/trunk out of there. (Making room for his stuff)
Always before he offers to help me make the bed, he believes one person can't do it.
This is the first time he hasn't and GOOD!
But, no, he is not an addict, except to cigarettes as I am too. The morphine is for his spinal condition. He has only been on it a month. And he does take his ant-d meds in fact, the new one he got just 2-3 months ago has been the best one for him.
Right now I wouldn't care if he had a foot pole for two hours.! I, too, have been out and around and know I am attractive to men.
Now, how can I get him out of my way for just a few minutes so I can take the other beautiful afghan, very intricate in cream that I chose and asked for as an part of inheritance off the couch and onto the bed? And the teddy bear I gave her that holds a box that had a jeweled necklace in it that I gave her for mother's day.
I want to put those on the bed. I can't "sneak" that.
Hmmm. I might just do it openly. And if he asks, I will tell him how beautiful it would look on the antique quilt.
Squinty eyes. I am thinking.......
I should get mad more often. This place would be spotless! LMAO