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By purr (Mon Jul 27, 2015 at 11:05:32 PM EST) full monty, young boyfriends, weird (all tags)
 not sure how this plays out in the scheme of things but it happened.


 So it was the Friday before my dad died.  I had received a text message from my sister telling me that my dad was having to stay on oxygen. After work and running household errands, I cooked dinner.  I didn't eat with my family that night.  I needed some alone time.  Even that night I felt like I needed to prepare myself for changes in my life.

Here I am needing some time to myself and I decide to sit in my screened-in back porch listening to the night sounds of summer while drinking a glass of wine.  I like my back porch but it does not have a light.  It does have power for 2 ceiling fans but no light.  Me being the brilliant person hung little hooks all along the ceiling.  And on those hooks I have draped a string of chinese paper lanterns.  These do not provide a lot of light but it is enough to enjoy having dinner out there or some such thing like it.

Back to the story/event, whatever you terminology you think appropriate.  My house sits between 2 cul-de-sacs.  That means that neighbors on each side of my house are on the corner of a street and my back yard butts up to 4 different backyards.  This is important because I have little privacy in the backyard.  However my neighbors and I get along and we try to respect each other.  When I see my neighbors outside, I say Hi and they say Hi.  We talk a little and then we all get back to doing whatever it is we are trying to do in the backyard.  

This is where it gets weird.  I am on my back porch drinking wine and contemplating my dad's illness with the porch lights on and its dark out.  I see a light go on at my neighbor's window and it happens to be the master bathroom.  Standing in front of the big picture window is my neighbor's young (28 years old) boyfriend (full monty) getting into the bathtub with the blinds up,

Now I do not think he saw me or if he did, he wasn't acknowledging me.  I do think I was the only one outside at the time but remember, my house was not the only house with a view to the back of that house.  It was weird.  And he kept standing up and rinsing himself off.  Then he would lay back down and repeat.  I eventually unplugged my string of lights and went in.  Kind of hard to think about my dad dying around the weirdness of the moment.

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God was TELLING you to masturbate. by ammoniacal (3.50 / 2) #1 Tue Jul 28, 2015 at 11:24:37 PM EST

"To this day that was the most bullshit caesar salad I have every experienced..." - triggerfinger

You're so weird. by purr (2.00 / 0) #2 Sun Aug 02, 2015 at 11:30:59 PM EST
You are weird but I enjoy the comments just the same.

If anything it was God telling me to stop focusing on an outcome that I could not change. 
Life is good when you are young. Then it sucks when you are old. And then you die. Live it while you got it.
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That's the thing with God by gmd (4.00 / 1) #3 Thu Aug 06, 2015 at 02:50:24 PM EST
He seems to choose not to communicate a simple message in a format humans can understand and agree upon. Best not to second guess him.



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