I lost my home in a tragic fire that took everything.
My pets. My paintings, studio...
And mostly. My Thursday's with the truck driver.
I write here on these pages as you are the only ones who know of his existence. We were so very secret.
Living only in moments.
Tonight I can not sleep. Missing him, missing all of what we were....
If nothing at all.
I tried to make him permanent. In paintings, stained glass. That he would last forever there in this building we shared.
It is all gone.
The only place where I can say what I truly feel. It comes home today.
Just for a few days then it leaves to go play golf and then it gets to go to work again.
My summer is just about over working everyday for 16 hours. I barely leave the house.
But as long as he can stay working and I have a two-week vacation from him life is so much better. It's like he has absolutely no idea how to treat another human being.
I'm not going to sit and argue with him.
I did not have a garden today because he thought that his idea about having a garden was just everything so the garden died there's nothing in the garden I did not serve any vegetables from the garden this summer because he killed it he killed the garden.
I think it's going to be a great winter I'm going to spend more time doing things that I like.
Last year I basically worked all winter just like I do in the summer.
But this is what owning your own business is like. There's no downtime.
The new hot tub arise on Friday that should be wonderful.
So it goes down to the hot tub store and says she can have whatever she wants.
So I get a call from my friend at the hot stuff store and she's like your husband is so wonderful he's going to let you have whatever you want aren't you a spoiled person.
No I'm not a spoiled person he just wants me to pay for it that's why I can have whatever I want.
I just responded with I'm just so lucky .
And he comes home he's like well how you going to pay for it and I said I guess you're going to take a loan or maybe you could use some of the money that you have hidden in other accounts aren't you.
He took a loan. I bought the last three hot tubs. It's his turned put some money back into this place.
Well enough venting.
It comes home today
And everything seems right with the world.
The husband is back at work and it's so nice just to get things done around the house without somebody underfoot micromanaging me.
And the delivery guy is back in town.
He is back on his route.
We have been together in the in the greenhouse. Making him grow there.
Dropping to my knees in the warm rich soil, looking up into his icy blue eyes. As he reaches for his belt buckle and stops, you know what to do he says.
I unbuckled his belt and slide him into my mouth until he can take it no longer he turns me around and leans me up against the raised bed post and f**** me from behind.
Yes all is right with the world.
As our short Alaskan Summer comes to an end I will enjoy every moment that I get to be in his company.
