I made it home around 9 last night. That was midnight for those of us who woke up on the east coast. I wasn’t particularly sleepy, but I was tired. Between being on my feet a lot at the wedding and walking most of the length of the airport (each airport actually), my legs were sore. I’d snoozed maybe 30 minutes total on the plane. It might have been more, but it wasn’t continuous, so it hadn’t really helped.
We stayed up until midnight west coast time. Lion had the audacity to snooze in-between eye drops. The nerve! It was 3 AM for me, but he was snoozing. Humph! And then the dog woke me up at 5 AM Pacific Time. What the hell? I did manage to sleep until 8, but I still feel the effects of 2000+ miles twice in three days.
Had I had better internet service on the plane last night, I was thinking about commenting on Lion’s post. The title asked if Julie is his lover and if their spouses mind. The answer to the first question is… possibly. The answer to the second question, and I can only speak for myself, is… a little bit. I’ve been searching for the word that fits. Is it jealousy? I don’t think so. Am I petty? And then I thought of something: what if I was sexting with a guy? Lion wouldn’t like that at all. He’d be jealous. He’d be hurt. When I asked him about it, he said it’s not the same thing. Sexting is interactive. The stories he and Julie wrote were not. Hmm… that seems like a distinction without a difference.
As I’m writing this, I remember Lion saying that some guy would come along and figure out how to turn me on, and I’d run off with him. I’m sure when he says it, he’s looking for reassurance. He thinks he’s the reason I don’t get turned on anymore. Clearly, it bothers him more than it bothers me. When I counter the idea that he might find someone who can still get turned on and run away with her, he tells me I’m silly. However, to some extent, isn’t that what he’s doing? He’s going to someone else to get turned on. Sure, it’s just a story, but it gets his motor running. And, he’s gotten hers running. Strange. That seems interactive to me.
I still haven’t figured out what word fits what I’m feeling. I’m just wondering if the tables were turned, how would Lion feel? I don’t think my reaction is as strong as his would be.
[Lion — Mrs. Lion is right. My reaction would be stronger. The reason is that I know what’s inside me. I know that I am with Mrs. Lion for life. It has nothing to do with sex. I would worry that she might be lured away. That’s my insecurity. I know she can’t be.]