Last Night

[browngirl]

So, in reverse order, my life recently.

Last night I spent the evening with WD. His new apartment is spacious and shaping up nicely, and pretty T-accessible; I got from his place to work in just about an hour.

WD was good to me. He let me sleep (I was worn out, and needed rest) and ordered dinner (I feel bad; when I'm there I really ought to cook) and just basically let me rest and took care of me.

Yay evening. :) A good preparation for today, which is pretty good so far, just busy, with upcoming, much-needed therapy.

Comments

[pocketnaomi.livejournal.com]

>>>when I'm there I really ought to cook<<<

*WHAT?!?!?!*

Honey, you are not the maid!! This is HIS place and HE is the host, and HE has the responsibilities of hospitality. If you wish to offer to cook for him once in a while at his place that is sweet of you but you have NO obligation *ever* to do so at all.

N., aghast

[browngirl.livejournal.com]

*blush* Thanks. :) I think I wrote that part badly.

What I meant by 'really ought to cook' is that *I* want to take advantage of at least a majority of my opportunities to cook for WD, now that I don't live with him. Certainly not that he expects it of me, he doesn't; he fed me quite graciously. I just like cooking for him, and was a bit sorry to be so tired I missed a chance, is all.

Still, thanks for looking out for me. :D

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[pocketnaomi.livejournal.com]

Okay. Whew. So long as you are not feeling obligated.