Like in most new “relationships” you’ll soon encounter a few speed bumps. So last week I spent the day and night with My Guy at his place. I knew he had a dog and figured, I’d get over my psychological issues and befriend “fido”. So during my stay things couldn’t have been better. I so enjoy this man’s company. We laughed, played games, had excellent conversation, and enjoyed a night of star gazing from his backyard patio. What more could a girl ask for?
The next morning right before I left My Guy made us breakfast and I was set to begin my journey back home. This is when the horror began. How about my eyes were so freaking puffy and I thought my nose was going to fall off from sneezing so damn much. As soon as I got home I took damn near every drug in my medicine cabinet, and that’s how I spent my 4th of July. Saturday and Sunday were pretty much the same. I was heavily medicated and slept the entire weekend away. On those two days I had the worst sore throat. Which brings me to today, at least my sore throat has ceased. But now I can’t breathe out of my nose, and I sound very stuffy.
All of this behind his damn dog, its way too early to even consider asking him to chose between me or the dog (how mean is that?). I guess for now we’ll have to have visits at my house. I’ve never had to share space with a dog before. None of my close friends have dogs and I’ve never dated a man with a dog (he’s actually a cute dog). This isn’t a deal breaker, I like him too much. But damn his dog…
Nothing like a great guy cooking food for you in his kitchen :)