TC is definitely not a happy camper. I'm enroute to Canada Friday to play Mountee (I couldn't resist), but for now our relationship is several phone calls per day and Skype video (yes to that question you were about to ask and shame on you for asking). We've started what I did not want to start — a long distance relationship.
Barely two weeks apart, his big brown almond eyes tear up as we talk. You'd think I've been at war in Iraq for the last 6 months. I wanted a man and got another woman! Ah but he's my pup and he misses me. Sadly, we both know what needs to happen. Either gets us together or get us apart, but get something going and now.
For those who followed this long enough, TC (who is turning 25 this month) doesn't drive, lives with his parents and hasn't worked since May (sans some personal cutting). Doesn't sound so hot? Fold me in, married, returned to living with his wife, unemployed. This sounds like a receipe for disaster doesn't it?
Yes it may well be. I smile. The reality is I have no idea where in the world I'll turn up next, opportunities abound and I'm happy that Tiger Cub can trot along behind me on a moment's notice. You see what truly matters is whether the two most important people in the transaction are happy with the circumstance.
It's taken me a long time to figure out what's most important and my laser is focused on that.