Are You Messing With Me, God?

Boyfriend

June 20, 2024, a physical, so of course, get dressed!

I pull tremendous inspiration in terms of outfits and looks from Amazon (shameless plug, click though us ladies when shopping). I love the boyfriend blouse look. I happened to have purchased this blouse on a recent H&M clearance blouse binge and had completely missed the boat on how to use it. Until…

The outfit started as the blouse and shorts. Then the layered necklaces came to me in a dream (literally). The paperclip chains (there are three separate necklaces there) inspired the bracelets, which inspired the purse (with paperclip chains), gold accessories, the big earrings and the color of the belt, shoes and purse. Had to do the big sunglasses. When I assemble an outfit, it is almost an out-of-body experience for me.

The front tucked is how I headed out the door and to my appointment. As I have mentioned before, I have this lump on my shoulder, but this appointment was scheduled for months. A little backstory, my doctor and I are friends, and I am completely open with her. We share much more than a doctor/patient relationship.

Nice Brassiere

As she was looking at the lump, she made that comment. Made me happy!! Long story short, it looks like I have a lipoma, which is a benign mass. It mostly likely has been there for a while, only recently growing and putting pressure on my tendons. That pressure has limited my use of my left arm and caused occasional shoulder pain. mostly from a wrong move. It will have to be dealt with, but by no means is it a life-threatening thing (but an actual diagnosis, including an MRI and likely biopsy will be necessary). I had some fun with both her assistants during the hour I spent there.

As I redressed, I then went with the tied blouse look, which is how I looked the balance of the day.

I created a completely full day. I headed to the post office and the clerk gushed about my earrings (probably my fourth compliment already this day). Grocery shopping was necessary, so this gal went about doing her weekly shopping. Seriously, regular, common activities like these are so awesome when you can do it like well, yourself. Then I headed back home. I have begun getting comfortable with there and back and out again days. I used to go out and back home and that was that. Because the logistics of our home (we live at the end of a cul-de-sac and that creates potential escape issues without being seen by neighbors) have changed, it’s become much easier to now go back and forth. Neighbor’s kids are grown; they have begun activities that generally mean people are not outdoors around our house. As I have said before, it’s not that I even care, but I NEVER wish to embarrass my wife or more accurately, put her in a position of having to explain me. Hell, I cannot explain me. I just simply wish not to have to answer any questions with neighbors.

Back out the door to XYZ Tavern, in Cleveland’s Gordon Square district (very LGBT friendly). I had a beer and then struck up a delightful conversation with a lovely woman. She does what I would kill to do, she is a self-taught graphic artist which we talked about quite a bit.

Love Those Earrings

I heard that a few times from ladies just walking past me. My day completed with just the best time at 78th Street Studios Third Friday. This is a four-story converted warehouse and monthly they have a big open house where the resident artists are open, and many vendors come to sell their wares. I saw a few friends and made a few more. It makes for a party-like atmosphere and a lot of people moving about, up and down stairs, back and forth. A great deal of opportunity to be seen and be interactive. As I walked in, the woman greeting people told me I was rocking my look!

One woman, with whom I did not speak, saw me at XYZ, remembered me and we chatted a bit. I headed back home after a full day, brimming with joy. This is so why I love my solo flights, many, many of these encounters do not happen otherwise.

As I walked to my car, I simply thought “God, are you screwing with me”? This was thought in an ironic sense, not at all in an angry fashion. He gave me this absolute gift, Kandi, and many, many of the challenges I have as well. The past two weeks were incredibly stressful with the truck creating a financial strain I did not see coming. I am basically working for free until Labor Day, but it is what it is. I figured it out. We did get to see our girls in Chicago, so that grounded (and exhausted) me. We ALL have challenges, I have NOTHING to complain about. I ache to take my creativity (look at the perfection of the outfit’s assembly, not me, focus on the outfit) to the masses and make a living at it. I don’t wish to be rich, simply to pay the bills doing something creative. It’s like that apple in the Garden of Eden, so tempting.

Lord, I owe you big time!

Kandi is indeed a gift that I am not sure I deserve, but she’s all mine (and all me).