That online dictionary does not mince words.
I'm not sure if I have mentioned Mr. X before. I don't think I have. Actually I know that I haven't. I have alluded to something happening in my life. But never actually spelled it out. Let me set the scene.
About 6 years ago my marriage of 16 years, ended. Boy child and I set about making a life for ourselves in our new little home. There was an on-again/off-again "friend" who would take me out to dinner and places on the nights/days that Boy Child would spend with his father. Nothing drastic, just some company.
In January of 2010, when a long distance (read: internet) romance was slowly breaking my heart, in sauntered Mr. X from stage left.
We are polar opposites. He is fit and active and loves sports and exercise. My idea of exercise is to not take an afternoon nap. He is social and a conversationalist and passionate and rather um loud. I am quiet, shy in big groups, too lazy to actually be passionate about much. He is a fly by the seat of your pants, take everything as it comes, stresses about nothing kinda guy. I am an anally retentive, OCD sufferer who stresses about everything. He
We dated. Boy child never having seen his mother with a "boyfriend", adapted. Time went by and everything just felt easy. Right. The months merged into each other and it felt like Mr. X and I had been together for an eternity.
We decided, with Boy Child's consultation and ultimate blessing, that Mr. X would "cohabit" with us. That was November 2010.
"Cohabiting" between two fully grown, independent adults is not as easy as I thought it would be........to be continued.
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I'm smiling awfully big...:D
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