My 6-hours with Taz was magical. We don’t get many moments like this, so I reveled in the time we spent together. We kicked the day off with a mimosa-filled breakfast, enjoyed the beach for a couple of hours and then got manicures. I had plenty of solo time with Taz because my Ex and his fiancee finally rolled in around lunch time. We enjoyed some appetizers and drinks with them.
I had suggested that we all hang out at a nice hotel so Taz would have access to the spa locker room for a shower before her cross country flight. Thus, the manicures secured our access to the locker room.
We chatted about how things were going for her work, her hubby’s work and all the mundane things going on with me. She is doing fabulous. The hubby is kicking butt and getting steady promotions. They are very happy. Working incredibly hard, but happy.
The Ex was pleasant and gracious during his portion of the visit. Apparently the row he had with Taz is behind them. He had the opportunity and invitation to show up earlier, but he didn’t.
Interestingly, he had more info on my Son than I was aware of. Sigh. My son is a pretty tight-lipped young man and I realize that having to tell his news to both of us leads to him forgetting who he told what to. Meh, not that big a deal.
It was a really pleasant day and I was happy, happy, happy the whole time. Then I popped over to see my BFF. She is winding down on her miserable job and figuring out her next chapter. The good news is that she suddenly has two very good, lucrative job leads. I told her that 2020 was destined to be her year. I just feel that she has hit her bottom and will now begin working her way out, just like I have done. Time will tell.
However, there was one cloud over the weekend. The Hunter. His holiday angst has kicked in. He is feeling very depressed. He describes it as a pressure sitting on his chest. This has caused him to push me away with some angry words about my neglect of him during his struggle. I do empathize with him. He pushed me away on Sunday, so I just drove down to his apartment anyway and waited for him to show up. He was relieved and happy to see me. We took the Kracken to a nearby park and spent a few hours sitting in the park enjoying the outdoors. It was nice and mellow. We grabbed a late lunch and then he was tired, so I headed home.
I am not the most nurturing, empathetic person, so I have to pause and remind myself not to be callous. I need to treat my loved ones the way I would want to be treated if I was feeling so anxious. I actually did the right thing with my impromptu visit. Whew.
Life is wonderful right now. I am very blessed.