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days! Gityerdirtymindsouttathgutter!!! Leave little time or inclination to write... Especially as I'm currently living without power.
Almost as rare as handing out a very low score for me is handing out a very high score. That isn't because the writing presented by most of the authors here is not good, but just because as someone told me when I was shift lead somewhere, I'm an old hard ass....
So I don't hand out even near perfect scores very often.
All of that is leading up to Re: Trailer Trash, by https://storiesonline.net/a/fortysixtyfour this author. I hadn't previously looked at the author's offerings because I'm somewhat prejudiced toward stories that I know are complete. Yet without this one being complete, I suggest that it is among those which you ought to be investigating to be reading...
I washed dishes as part of my payment for my lunch today... It seemed the least I could do to show my appreciation for those who had labored to provide a meal worth eating...
Someone asked what I thought of the food. I told her I was the wrong person to ask that... The thing is I've been hungry often enough that about the only thing I would complain about would be moving insects on my plate... Otherwise? It's cooked, 'normal' food? It was worth eating!
However the opening of this blog sort of diverts from what I was going to write about... Mainly that would be a sort of list of non-sexual services that I consider part of a relationship. I wouldn't want to be mainly a domestic servant, though I certainly didn't mind washing the dishes and don't mind housekeeping (just don't want it as a permanent and only job) the same goes for the yard. I have little problem waking up a two or four cycle engine and mowing or trimming or even doing a bit of work on a tree, though I'm far from an arborist.... I like to do a variety of tasks and would consider them to be a part of the bargain (so to speak) of a LTR that progressed to the point of shared quarters. Of course I'd prefer to sit down with my housemates and set the schedule for such things just as I would prefer to sit down and set a budget with said housemates so that everyone knew what was expected in all parts of the relationship.
Why an employer should hire me… Or anyone would want more than a long distance, anonymous relationship with me. Something limited to e-mail at the most.
The army surly thought I was defective as a soldier, and that had nothing (so far as I can tell) to do with my sexual preferences, for until I married I tried to project as near a neuter attitude toward the idea of sex at all as possible… Though one supposes that such an attitude was considered aberrant? How can a person know?
All I know is that for most of my life I've probably sabotaged relationships that I was in believing that I was unworthy of anyone ever caring for me…
Well I think that is quite enough of my maudlin day…
Enjoy the reading here!
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