bonus track from DmS: (I'm a sucker for funny animal vids)
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I wrote all day (again). Now that I'm done with the tantrum, I think Story's return to the exchange could be good, and besides which Aaron is a Reader of mine, coming towards me rather than away when I boil over, then bending patiently over my foot at midnight to remove a tiny blade of glass using my pink eyebrow tweezers, slowly proceeding despite the precious few three hours of sleep he will get before having to go to work for 12 grueling hours. And today was his grievance too, his one chance to have removed from his file a permanent written reprimand he got for using the word 'niggardly' in the OR, the definition of which his surgical support medic did not know but it sounded some kind of bad to her. While funny to me, it was serious to him, for a reprimand in his file means he can be fired without cause, ie he loses his union rights, for two years. Exhausted, having had to call in crisis counseling (again) and paramedics for his bonkers exwife and deal with that all weekend, having wanted to come towards rather than away from me for "our first fight", having been up half the night with the estrogen tsunami of one woman throwing a weepy tantrum ostensibly about having been flirted with (that's a sore spot, being flirted with as if a man of mine doesn't exist cz he's never around) but really about the endless bonkers tantrums of another woman, he kept a man with stage-4 cancer in 5 places alive all morning and then walked into a grievance hearing with a dictionary and walked out with a letter of apology to him from the director of critical care. And through all this, I sat here and wrote, another chapter, this one about John and G-spots and Botox and Seratonin. And although it was about another man I fell in love with repeatedly and once because he smelled like a stag party and called me Golden Griddle, Aaron smiled to read it, said simply "I love your writing"
