This post has had many versions, and has been going around my head for months. I have put off writing it many times, because I didn't really know what to say, and because it's going to be pretty boring reading.
It was originally going to be called The Good, The Bad and The Ugly and was going to contain a lot of vitriol but time is a great healer, and really I can't be bothered with all that anymore.
Suffice it to say, I do not live with the old geezer any more. It just didn't work out because our timing was all wrong.
When I was besotted with him, he didn't quite feel the same, and when my feelings started waning, his were increasing.
We actually finished our relationship last summer, but decided to stay living together for financial reasons and because we still got on.
At Christmas, things just became too much. He had been Skyping a lot of people through an adult game called Second Life. When I say adult, I mean adult and I hadn't realised that he had been having online relationships for about a year.
It wasn't very comfortable, living in a house with a man who thought he was in love with a 27 year old in Tulsa, Oklahoma, when all I could remember was how he treated me at the beginning of our relationship. He seemed to be more in love with a girl that he had never met, than he ever had been with me.
Btw, the old geezer is 62 !
It sounds a bit ridiculous because I wasn't in love with him any more but as I said, it just became very uncomfortable. Luckily I have a house of my own that I rented out when I moved in with the old geezer. Twice I have nearly sold it because of finances, but managed to keep hold of it. In January I gave the tenants two months notice, and moved back here on the 1st March.
|The old geezer's three-bedroom house|
|My two-bedroom house|
It's a much prettier house than the old geezer's, I can't really believe I moved out of here in the first place.
I spent a couple of weeks sorting it out, and then my lodger moved in, because I can't afford to live here on my own.
And therein lies another little drama !
My lodger is my 52 year old brother. He had been living in a bedsit (one room, a bathroom and a kitchen) in our home town and was pretty miserable. He moved in on 28th March and it hasn't been that easy, and is another reason why I haven't blogged. He has his own issues, so I'm not going to tell his story here, and also I started this post about two weeks ago, so I just think I need to post it !!!
Work is really waring me out at the moment, but I really do miss everyone in blogland, so sorry I haven't been around and hopefully the next post will be prettier.
Btw, the 27 year old in Tulsa, turned out to be 44, married and with six kids. The old geezer and I are getting on much better as friends and behind that blue door I have had so much fun arranging stuff, so life is looking a lot better.