Today is Friday so that means Andre' in the pool.
Seventeen days till cruise time. All by myself, I like that sometimes. Time to think and not have a care in the world or anything that I have to do, just what I want to do. No chores. No one wanting anything from me. Just down time in my favorite spot on the planet. Naps. Dessert. Coffee on the balcony in the morning watching the ocean go by. Pure bliss.
The hallways are coming along very slowly, I'm not sure why it is taking so much time. The crown moulding is up but not painted, the walls have one coat of paint, the old carpet has not been removed and the doors have not been painted yet. There are workers all over the place.
I'm not sure whether to tell y'all this or not but then I guess I tell you about everything so here goes - and please don't judge me. So okay here goes... I got asked on a date by a 41 year old guy. And I didn't say no. Or yes. I said I'd have to think about it. Anyway I have no idea why this happened but he's very handsome and I will admit I am thinking about it. I told him how old I am and he said age didn't matter to him, that he just wanted to have a date and see what happens. Now what shall I do? My WCK is still gone and we are not committed to each other but I never thought I'd even think about dating someone else at the same time. Unless you count that cute dentist. Oh my, now I feel like a tramp and I haven't even done anything bad. Yet. Hang on, it's going to get bumpy I fear, I guess it's time for me to be...