An evening with Steve.
Jun. 25th, 2004 08:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
angelakIt’s a feel-pretty-good day. I worked late, so I was in no hurry to arrive in the office at exactly 7:00...
Last night was good. In a wholesome good way.
Steve was being beyond perfect. I guess it’s something I’ve been longing for, all along. [Aside from my massive urges to find a way out of our relationship.]
*sighs*
So here I am. 7:30, at my desk, morning coffee at hand—and I am splurging and having a muffin for breakfast, when I normally insist on some kind of fruit, or nothing at all. But the coffee lady’s muffins REALLY do taste as good as they look.
Eck. I should hurry and finish this post. Chris’ll probably... [HOPEFULY] be in today, after being gone all week. He has never had a record of taking time off until this year. Family issues, apparently. But, I miss Chris. I also HAVE to call freaking SPRINT and get the low down about the dead zone up on Highlands. Clyde best be talking to me. Oh. Nm.
So here’s a synopsis of last night....
I got off work. Late. 6:30ish. Mostly because I was chatting and taking care of some last minute things. [What can I say..]...
Jon had called me, and Steve had called me. I told Jon I would call him back, and incidentally was the rudest person ever, and failed to act on that. Stupid me. I’ll call him today. :X
Got off work. Steve was playing with the dogs. I was hungry. I accidentally ate early, [it was peer pressure, Tim and Tim went to get pizza, so I had to go get pizza...]
So, I was hungry enough so my head was aching a little. Steve asked if I wanted food at home, or elsewhere. Given the opportunity, I thought we’d go out [it helps when it’s considered his half of contribution—food.] We went to Issaquah RR. I had a burger and a lemonade. In fact... I had 4 glasses of Strawberry lemonade. And half of my burger.
If they are going to charge me $2.50 for a glass of lemonade, I will make it worth it. That and I was pretty hungry—so the first 2 glasses I drank before the food even arrived. We talked. It was like old times, I’d have to say. How could I have ever doubted us? I know why, but that was so far from existence, that it was nice.
We then went to Fred Meyer and got a few things. I felt like just looking around. As I avoid shopping unless I want to buy anything... I hadn’t been out in a while to buy anything. Looked around. My favorite areas of FM are: the stationary isle, the soap isle, and the cosmetics isle. I’d have to say the soap isle takes the cake. I just like being clean!
So.... then we went home. With the slight intention to be intimate actually...
Steve started by giving me a foot massage. I was very relaxed with that. Then we went to our room. He was being nice and everything. He started to play some “game,” where he talked and I listened and imaged what he was describing. It lasted, for me... less than 2 minutes. He was stroking my back and talking in a very calm, lulling voice. I can actually only remember his first 2 sentences...
I woke up much later... and realized I had slept through his whole thing... by now, I was groggy as could be. I tried to open my eyes, but they would not open. And if they did, it felt like lead weights on my eyelids to KEEP them open. I kept telling him I was “so tired,” and I think he was disappointed in the lack of intimacy that it had led to. He kept saying, “separate yourmind and your body...” as if I could control how sleepy I was at that point.
I was out. I had been out like a light bulb. I almost felt frustrated that he wanted me to wake up. But I was too tired to pursue it. I could scarcely say a word. I just remember slight persistence and disappointment in his voice. I knew I had gotten less sleep than him lately, as he DOES get up 1-3 hrs later than I do...I felt bad very briefly... until I fell into a deep, deep sleep. So tired. So tired.
So the night was awesome, even if the very ending was weird and I accidentally fell into such a strong sleep. It felt so good, what he was doing. I didn’t care exactly WHAT he was saying. His voice just sent me to sleep, and so did his touch. It was probably the most comfortable feeling ever. Also: my feet are still more at ease! Yeay for relaxing my tired feet too.
So that was that. Today is Friday—Chris WILL be in today... and I pick Bobby up tonight at Shilshole to head to the yurt. Yeay. I’m excited. I also can’t wait to see if we can get Steve more comfortable at Oloteas. And it may be priceless to watch his reaction in the pool. I’m guessing he’ll have his swim trunks this month. That’s cool. Doesn’t mean he won’t have a funny reaction! Lol. I’m mean.
That’s my post about Thursday. *sighs* ....
LJ has been shitty lately. It keeps loading SLOWLY or not loading the pages. Growl.
-Angela
Last night was good. In a wholesome good way.
Steve was being beyond perfect. I guess it’s something I’ve been longing for, all along. [Aside from my massive urges to find a way out of our relationship.]
*sighs*
So here I am. 7:30, at my desk, morning coffee at hand—and I am splurging and having a muffin for breakfast, when I normally insist on some kind of fruit, or nothing at all. But the coffee lady’s muffins REALLY do taste as good as they look.
Eck. I should hurry and finish this post. Chris’ll probably... [HOPEFULY] be in today, after being gone all week. He has never had a record of taking time off until this year. Family issues, apparently. But, I miss Chris. I also HAVE to call freaking SPRINT and get the low down about the dead zone up on Highlands. Clyde best be talking to me. Oh. Nm.
So here’s a synopsis of last night....
I got off work. Late. 6:30ish. Mostly because I was chatting and taking care of some last minute things. [What can I say..]...
Jon had called me, and Steve had called me. I told Jon I would call him back, and incidentally was the rudest person ever, and failed to act on that. Stupid me. I’ll call him today. :X
Got off work. Steve was playing with the dogs. I was hungry. I accidentally ate early, [it was peer pressure, Tim and Tim went to get pizza, so I had to go get pizza...]
So, I was hungry enough so my head was aching a little. Steve asked if I wanted food at home, or elsewhere. Given the opportunity, I thought we’d go out [it helps when it’s considered his half of contribution—food.] We went to Issaquah RR. I had a burger and a lemonade. In fact... I had 4 glasses of Strawberry lemonade. And half of my burger.
If they are going to charge me $2.50 for a glass of lemonade, I will make it worth it. That and I was pretty hungry—so the first 2 glasses I drank before the food even arrived. We talked. It was like old times, I’d have to say. How could I have ever doubted us? I know why, but that was so far from existence, that it was nice.
We then went to Fred Meyer and got a few things. I felt like just looking around. As I avoid shopping unless I want to buy anything... I hadn’t been out in a while to buy anything. Looked around. My favorite areas of FM are: the stationary isle, the soap isle, and the cosmetics isle. I’d have to say the soap isle takes the cake. I just like being clean!
So.... then we went home. With the slight intention to be intimate actually...
Steve started by giving me a foot massage. I was very relaxed with that. Then we went to our room. He was being nice and everything. He started to play some “game,” where he talked and I listened and imaged what he was describing. It lasted, for me... less than 2 minutes. He was stroking my back and talking in a very calm, lulling voice. I can actually only remember his first 2 sentences...
I woke up much later... and realized I had slept through his whole thing... by now, I was groggy as could be. I tried to open my eyes, but they would not open. And if they did, it felt like lead weights on my eyelids to KEEP them open. I kept telling him I was “so tired,” and I think he was disappointed in the lack of intimacy that it had led to. He kept saying, “separate yourmind and your body...” as if I could control how sleepy I was at that point.
I was out. I had been out like a light bulb. I almost felt frustrated that he wanted me to wake up. But I was too tired to pursue it. I could scarcely say a word. I just remember slight persistence and disappointment in his voice. I knew I had gotten less sleep than him lately, as he DOES get up 1-3 hrs later than I do...I felt bad very briefly... until I fell into a deep, deep sleep. So tired. So tired.
So the night was awesome, even if the very ending was weird and I accidentally fell into such a strong sleep. It felt so good, what he was doing. I didn’t care exactly WHAT he was saying. His voice just sent me to sleep, and so did his touch. It was probably the most comfortable feeling ever. Also: my feet are still more at ease! Yeay for relaxing my tired feet too.
So that was that. Today is Friday—Chris WILL be in today... and I pick Bobby up tonight at Shilshole to head to the yurt. Yeay. I’m excited. I also can’t wait to see if we can get Steve more comfortable at Oloteas. And it may be priceless to watch his reaction in the pool. I’m guessing he’ll have his swim trunks this month. That’s cool. Doesn’t mean he won’t have a funny reaction! Lol. I’m mean.
That’s my post about Thursday. *sighs* ....
LJ has been shitty lately. It keeps loading SLOWLY or not loading the pages. Growl.
-Angela
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Date: 2004-06-25 09:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-25 11:10 am (UTC)So Steve finally figured out the stroking thing????? I remember you told me a while ago how he still hadn't...
Heh, I wonder if he will be one of like... most people that go there... cause I think everyone I've seen go in the pool with a swimsuit on earlier in the day, it's gone by the evening. That's just my opinion.
Btw, I'm going to be sleeping over at "Cheryls" (even though Vicki will be the only one there of the two, duh) tomorrow... can you still pick me up from there in the morning? Is staying at your place still ok aftter oloteas OR should I find another way home so you and Steve can have some more couple time?
Ah.
Date: 2004-06-25 11:23 am (UTC)I like the LJ icon.
It's true. Most people who start with suits, end without them, LOL. Very sound observation!!!
I can pick you up there, jeah. Cheryl's dad then. And you can definitely crash at my place. It is a HUGE mess though. So I warn you. It's best you DO crash there, cause frankly, I have no energy by the end of the night of OLOS. lol. You know how it is.
-Angela
Re: Ah.
Date: 2004-06-25 12:38 pm (UTC)Huge mess - no big deal. Right now when mom tries to walk in my room, she swears she will break her legs! So yeah, to me I think it will look clean.
As for after oloteas, OK! :) thank you! I was thinking that if it was better not to stay at your place, I could ask Josh or Jackie or someone else that I know to take me home... it's going to be crazy though, Im not staying home for 2 nights.. la la la oh well it's summer! :)