6.15 We had an agreement . . .

It's been two weeks "officially".

We had an agreement before he moved in.
She said "I'll do most of it, it's not fair. Your commute is longer and I'll be getting home earlier. I don't mind"
He: Um, Ok. I Mean, if you are sure?
She: Of course I'm sure. I'm better at in anyway, and it'll be quicker. I need to do it for me too, how much more can it be for two?
Stoop, bend, pick. Fold. Stoop, bend pick, up the stairs, down the stairs. Stoop, bend, lift.

He: Did you get the mail?
She: I think I did.
He: Was there anything for me?
She: I think so.
He: Well, where'd you put it?
She: I don't remember.
HIM - to the table, the kitchen, the entryway.
He: Are you sure you got it?
She: I guess not.
Door Opened, flap lifted
He: There it is
She: Oh that's right. I looked at it but there was nothing for me so I put it back in the mailbox. Yours just wasn't as interesting.

Ring, ring
He: Are you sleeping?
She looks athe clock. Squints. Is it 10 already?
She: Yes, I lay down and I must have fallen asleep
He: Why are you sleeping? Are you ok?
She: I'm fine, I'm just tired...yawn
He: Well, I'm almost done. We're going to finish this last one then head home.
She: Did you have fun?
He: It was ok, I'm leaving soon. I tried to call, you know
She: I was sleeping
He: Ok, I'm on my way home. Are you going back to bed?
She: um hmm. ok , bye

then feels guilty because what if he gets in a tragic accident and that last thing she did was act annoyed.


Ring ring
She: Hello
Her: It's me, do you have a minute?
She: No - he's not home and I'm getting things done. Can I call you back???


We had an agreement. Most days I don't mind. I roll over and there he is, a wall warm skin that will comfort me at 3am when I hear a strange noise. The house doesn't invade, there's no one lurking in the bushes, the gas heater is just reseting. Sigh. I think - he's here and I'm safe. Most times I'm happy.

We had an agreement - but it shouldn't include matching socks.