Today is a pouring rain day. Pouring. I was going to get up early and go see LR and R, but I kept waking up every 10 minutes. I think I was nervous about driving in a downpour, but I'm not sure. So I ended up not going. I felt like a total flake.
We got up around 8. Handsome made breakfast. It reminded me of when we were dating and he would make egg sandwiches for me in the morning.
Then we spent the next couple of hours tearing the rest of the tile up in the kitchen and tore out one of the cabinets. He would come in from taking stuff to the dumpster soaked... It would make me smile. All my favorite fantasies start with rain and a soaking wet man.
When we finished, he decided we should go down to check on the boat to see if it was leaking. When we got there, we found a surprise... a waterfall right there in the harbor. We stopped to take some pictures.
It was beautiful, even if it was runoff.
Then to Taco Bell to take care of his insulin reaction and have lunch. Taco Bell was leaking. It made us both dread what we migh see when we got to our boat. Sent pix of the waterfall to some friends while we ate.
By the time we got to the boat it was pouring hard. We ran to the boat and my mind began to write its next story. Maybe we could run a dress rehearsal for some ideas. ;-D. I got the boat opened up and checked the front hatch. No leak, he sealed that up pretty good. Looking around I was dismayed to discover the port leak was still there. No fantasy come true today. Now I was bummed and he was pissed off.
We locked up and headed out. The waterfall had grown even larger and was spilling out over the grass. Took one last look and now we're on our way home again.
Maybe I'm too romantic for my own good. Seems like a perfectly good romance novel opportunity. I set myself up for disappointment by wanting things. But I'll just be happy that he's with me and pray that he's not thinking of someone else. It's going to rain all week...
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