Semi-married life to a gay guy
March 28th 2008 05:46
(Apologies, if you have just started reading, you might want to catch up with the story all the way from the beginning of it -> From the Beginning now...)
Since Hazel mentioned she'd like to hear more, and it's actually good for me to write this all down (might turn it into a book one day!) and revisiting the past, I'll continue with the story.
I left you off where I moved out of the extremely confusing and funny house hold where I was living with Daisy the lesbian and Rob the day guy. The sexuality thing wasn't getting to me at all, I quite enjoyed the diversity however, Daisy's moods and attitudes really were getting to both of us, we simply did not get along with her at all.
During this time, I also acquired a cute little kitten. My cousin who was working in a food processing warehouse at the time trapped down a bunch of stray cats in their factory. This little one was 3 weeks old and without a mother. I felt sorry for her and took her in. I hand fed her milk in a small bottle and she became part of the family.
Rob was in love with her, being a cat lover himself. Daisy however, wasn't keen on most animals, and often kicked her around. So I was glad to move out, so was Kitty.
I moved into a semi-detached flat. It was only very small, I had to sell my queen bed and buy a single bed to fit, and you can imagine what it was like having Rob on a mattress on my floor and kitty running around rest of the room. We managed to live for four months and Rob and I got on really well. We went everywhere together, we drank together and went clubbing together. It was so much fun.
By this time, CB had gone back to Germany so I was partying quite hard. With Rob the party animal, it wasn't difficult. At one stage we went clubbing at Oxford St everyday, returning home around 2am and having to work the next day. I would wear my t-shirt that says "Kiss me before my boyfriend comes back" and got kisses from all sorts of people.
I quite enjoyed going to the club with Rob. They were gay bars, but plays so much better music than any of the inner city ones does, and most people there are down to earth and happy. But I was still confused about life and relationships at the time, and was denying it. So none of these night outs helped....
Since Hazel mentioned she'd like to hear more, and it's actually good for me to write this all down (might turn it into a book one day!) and revisiting the past, I'll continue with the story.
I left you off where I moved out of the extremely confusing and funny house hold where I was living with Daisy the lesbian and Rob the day guy. The sexuality thing wasn't getting to me at all, I quite enjoyed the diversity however, Daisy's moods and attitudes really were getting to both of us, we simply did not get along with her at all.
During this time, I also acquired a cute little kitten. My cousin who was working in a food processing warehouse at the time trapped down a bunch of stray cats in their factory. This little one was 3 weeks old and without a mother. I felt sorry for her and took her in. I hand fed her milk in a small bottle and she became part of the family.
Kitty in my arms at 4 weeks old
Rob was in love with her, being a cat lover himself. Daisy however, wasn't keen on most animals, and often kicked her around. So I was glad to move out, so was Kitty.
I moved into a semi-detached flat. It was only very small, I had to sell my queen bed and buy a single bed to fit, and you can imagine what it was like having Rob on a mattress on my floor and kitty running around rest of the room. We managed to live for four months and Rob and I got on really well. We went everywhere together, we drank together and went clubbing together. It was so much fun.
By this time, CB had gone back to Germany so I was partying quite hard. With Rob the party animal, it wasn't difficult. At one stage we went clubbing at Oxford St everyday, returning home around 2am and having to work the next day. I would wear my t-shirt that says "Kiss me before my boyfriend comes back" and got kisses from all sorts of people.
I quite enjoyed going to the club with Rob. They were gay bars, but plays so much better music than any of the inner city ones does, and most people there are down to earth and happy. But I was still confused about life and relationships at the time, and was denying it. So none of these night outs helped....
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