It’s funny how you fall into different habits with different lovers or in my case potential lovers. When you are prowling you depend on these habits and routines as a barometer for the relationship…at least I do. When Tom Cat and I were “courting” we emailed each other night and day. When things in our relationship waned the emails became less and less and now they have stopped all together. T-Bone used to email me constantly when he was on a trip. He would send me pictures from all over the world. It was kind of funny. It was like that movie with George Clooney where he took pictures of a cut-out of his sister and her fiancé all over the world since he travelled so much. T-Bone and I text still and I call him but it’s not the same. Obviously we have to be more careful. Before we had our encounter we had gotten into the habit of talking everyday on my lunch break. I’d call him and listen to him ramble mostly about what a jerk his wife is. I love the sound of his voice and although his complaining about her got tiresome I thought over time it would come to an end and for the most part it has. Yesterday he had a doctor’s appointment in my office building. I was hoping he would stop by. That’s the funny thing about having a local lover. We go to the same places and know some of the same people. Oh sure it can be a nightmare when things fall apart but there is something about that connection that I like. Among other things it gives us something to talk about other than our spouses and what’s wrong with our marriages.
So after the time of T-Bone’s appointment came and went I texted him to see if he was planning to drop by my office. I had already decided to introduce him to Big Cheese as a friend and a potential client for Big Cheese. T-Bone texted back that his wife was off from work so he had to get back home right away. At lunch when I would ordinarily call him I texted to see if he wanted to talk. He was out to lunch with his family so obviously that was a “no”. It wasn’t so much that he couldn’t talk or visit that bothered me. It was that we have OUR routine and now MY routine was compromised. I know, selfish of Kitty. Later after the shit went down with that jerky client and I had decided things with THE CLIENT were not going to work out I tried once again to call T-Bone. No answer. A little later after I got home he texted me that he was not ignoring me. That’s all it took. Just a little attention for Kitty…a little kindness…a little SOMETHING! I walked the dog and tried to call him one last time. This time he answered. I told him about my client and although I could tell he had no interest what so ever at least he listened. Then we started joking around about other things. When I got back from my walk I told Angry Guy I felt much better. I told him I am going to be taking those walks more often. He was relieved he didn’t have to listen to me complaining anymore and said “They say walking clears your mind.” Yeah, that’s what it was that cleared my mind…the walking.