Ages ago, like years, like pre-Covid, I had a period where, for no reason, I got super-paranoid that KfW2 had found this blog. it was unfounded paranoia. I woke one morning with the idea planted in my head and couldn't shake it for a few weeks, then it disappeared. I can't remember if I blogged about it or chatted to USHW about it.
But, back to today and the post I made on Wednesday where I complained about KfW2 pleading poverty and also her random text messaging because she wouldn't text yesterday.
Well, she did text yesterday and there was the seeds of an actual conversation. And she arrived today, fully apologetic because she had to literally drop off some stuff and leave. But even though she was only here for ten minutes, she still offered up about four hugs. I love hugs. I love hugs with boobs, too. They hit different.
And her final parting sentence:
"When we come back, do you want to go for dinner or do that thing we did a few years back?"
No mention of poverty.
"Let's figure it out when you come back."
Though, dear Reader, I am already leaning towards dinner.
But, yeah, anyone would think that she'd been reading the blog. She does have a habit of redeeming herself like this, though.
And speaking of dinner, I'm tempted to contact CC and see if she wants to do something low-key this evening. I'll see how I feel in an hour.
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