Whew!
I finally got a minute to update this thing.
Things have been going well at the Roach Motel. That’s what my Mama calls it.
At first the elevator was broken so I tore my calves UP walking up and down those stairs everyday. My legs are throbbing now. Which isn’t so good because I start my job at Denny’s on Thursday. I’ll be hostessing and serving whenever I can pick up the shifts. I needed money for my uniform and I didn’t know how it would come but it DID- in the most magnificent way. Thank you so much!
What’s crazy is the fact that I now live with a young couple. I thought I was getting away from thinking about relationships since my semester is over but I was so wrong.
Because I live with a young couple, I witness firsthand the ups and downs of a relationship. He’s 22, she’s 20 and they are both undergrad students. He’s Jamaican and I think she’s Asian but I never really asked her. They have been together for a long time.
At first I witnessed a lot of name calling and arguing and I was thinking to myself, “Relationships are dumb! I won’t be going through this crap.”
But when the smoke cleared, you could see the passion behind the arguments. And today…I was just sitting there quietly like a little mouse and I watched them make up.
He went over to her after they were griping a bit and looked her in the eye.
“Say you’re sorry,” he requested softly.
“I’m sorry,” she cooed and smiled.
“Sorry for what?” he coaxed.
“Sorry for everything!” she answered.
“Naw, I want you to list the specifics!” he egged her on.
She laughed. “No YOU say you’re sorry!” she told him.
He paused, looked down at his hands and then back into her eyes. “I’m sorry.”
They kissed and then started arguing some more, laughing at the same time.
I was sitting there like WOW. Is this what it’s like to be in a relationship? My memory is so foggy. Do you get on each other nerves but you still can’t imagine yourself without them? Was I like that with my BBDD? I don’t even remember anymore.
The Young Man treats her well though. You can tell he really likes to take care of women. Well, to the best of his ability. I can’t believe I sleep with them every night. Three in the bed. I mean, you know I’m down for that type of shit but…not in THIS type of motel, know what I mean. ~smirk~
But they’re cool so far. We look out for each other. When I didn’t have money to eat, they fed me. When I got money, I bought a cooler and some other stuff for our room. We hang out together and eat, watch TV. But mostly it’s me and the Young Man vibing.
The thing I love most about my relationship with him is that we vibe SO HARD.
When we’re talking, it’s like feeding each other vanilla pudding. Mmm mmm good! He can sure tell a story. And his stories about growing up in the hood in the Bronx really have me rolling laughing and sometimes scared.
One time he was telling me about how he got robbed and then he looked at me and paused.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. “Why you lookin sad?”
“Huh? I may be looking sad cuz you’re tellin a sad story.”
“Man, I’m not tellin you nothing no more.”
“Well I don’t care then, you tell a sad story I’m gonna be sad. What else am I supposed to do?”
“Naw,” he said and paused. “I just don’t want to see your face sad like that again.”
He’s a sweetie. But at 22 he has a lot of growing to do. The best thing is, he knows it. He recognizes that he has his whole life ahead of him and he has a grand vision for his life. I love that.
Do you know it was this Young Man who put the image of getting two jobs in my head. I surely had just about given up on the job tip. No one was calling me back about my resume and I was tired of being told “We’re not hiring.”
So I utilized my little sister’s sure-fire-way-to-get-your-dream-job plan.
I did nothing.
Then along comes this dude who I had seen before and had actually talked to once when we exchanged numbers. But when he called I was preoccupied with my writing so I never took him up on hanging out. The night I finished my final presentation I was walking outside to throw away a piece of paper for some reason and he was outside too.
So when he invited me to come chill, I was like, oh well, last week on campus, I may as well.
And we vibed so HARD for hours. I think we spent 4 hours talking that first night. The next day he was texting me from work asking me if I wanted to chill again. We vibed again SO HARD that next night. We didn’t go to bed until almost 8am. We were enjoying the conversation. It’s not like he’s my type or I want him physically, I just like learning about him and hearing him talk. I like the exchange of ideas. He’s open minded.
He even gave me the number to his boss and that’s how I got the marketing gig that I will probably start in a week or so. Then one morning I was out and he called me and he said, “Now all you gotta do is get a 2nd job. By the time school starts you’ll have stacked up and you can get your place.”
“A 2nd job? From walking around? Man, that never works for me. All it does is make me mad!”
“I’m telling you Shorty,” he replied. “It will work. You can do this. Now go do it!”
The next place I walked into-Denny’s- hired me.
Yeah, he’s motivating the motivator. I like that.
Man..I don’t know what I’m going to do though. Remember how long I lasted at the Restaurant in Houston. 3 weeks.
My ankles were killing me so bad that I would almost buckle over at work. And now..my calves are crying for relief and I’m about to start two more Stand-on-your-feet jobs…
Yeah..I’m letting go of the freelance writing for now. I guess it’s time to make some money on the clock, thank God I’m not in an office though. I’m not made for that…
Whew!
Life is surely a trip.
Hey..I won’t be able to update as much because I have no internet connection at the Motel. So bear with me…I’ll be alright.
Ima keep pushing.