I was sitting at work one day, but my computer for some reason decided it did not want to work with me anymore. I know, it sounds bad, but yes my technology failed even me the IT support London guy. Never did I think this would happen to me, but also I did not think that I would make it through all the harsh ridicule I would get from my co-workers. Yes, they relied on me to keep their machines working, but mine dying was bad. So what I did with my computer is I decided I would take and repair the machine, except during the repairs I had to remove the outer shell. This was rather easy to do, but I was tired of the same boring gray looking shell. So I decided I would replace the old shell with one of the new clear plastic ones I had seen at a show the week before. This worked out great and really shocked a lot of my co-workers, by seeing the inner workings of the computer.
The divorce was now final and my children and I were settled into our new place. I was to start my new job next week, but I and my children had the whole weekend to do whatever we wanted to do. I did not have to get permission from anyone. I would not have to explain to anyone who I met or who I talked with or what I said or what the other person said. I would not have to explain why I was two seconds late getting back home. I was now free and my children were now free too.
Grabbing my purse and helping my three and four year old children with their jackets we decided to take a walk to the nearby park. As I watched my children play I knew that one day I would start christian dating again, but now I needed time to heal.
I loved gay dating. Problem was I was constantly running into women, who only wanted me for my money. My family is very well off, and many people knew this. The only real girlfriend I had was in middle school. I guess this is right before, the lying and cheating trait developed. After that my relationships were always in turmoil. A very beloved woman,I dated told me that if I wasn’t as rich as I was, she’d probably wouldn’t have dated me. I knew this because, she’d ignore my phone calls, when I wouldn’t fly her somewhere she’d wanted to go. My luck seemed hopeless and I was ready to give up, but then she walked in. I was sitting at the cafe, and this gorgeous woman with beautiful brown hair came prancing in. She ordered her coffee and sat right across from me. We connected eyes for the first time. Six years later, we are planning our wedding.
It became painfully obvious to me that I would have to do something about my hearing abilities, especially since I was having trouble understanding what others where saying around me. I thought about paying a visit to the doctor but I expect he will turn around and prescribe a set of hearing aids for me to wear and I am not sure I could afford it anyway. Of course the alternative is really unacceptable.
I hated the fact that my friends and co workers constantly looked at me as though I was crazy, not to mention the fact that I was always asking them to repeat themselves. Watching television has long since become a chore and you can forget going out to dinner with someone, because the noise in the restaurant would only make it impossible to hear what my dinner partner was saying. I guess I will have to bite the bullet and make an appointment.
The first bed I slept in was a twin bed as a child. It was big enough for me when I was small but as I grew my feet would hang over the end. When I tried to stretch out my arms and legs I would run out of bed.
The queen size bed and the king size bed were both too big. They were both up high off the floor and being a short person, I felt like I was climbing up a mountain before I actually made it into the bed. Getting out of bed was just as difficult because I had to slide out carefully so as not to hurt myself when I reached the floor.
I finally found the double beds when shopping and bought the perfect one. My first night in my double bed, I stretched and yawned and prepared for a perfect night sleep.