ROCK MY WORLD

Yesterday was probably one of the best days of my life, minus a terrible day financially at work. I had my world completely rocked (twice) but I get ahead of myself, I should probably start with explaining those odd notes to myself.

Two nights ago I had a dream that "The Other" and I were trying to hang out in a romantic way, but kept getting interrupted. Apparently it had been quite a while since we had seen or talked to each other, and I asked if he had done anyone else. He admitted he had, two actually.

"What are their names?" I asked in a calm cool collected fashion

"Can we talk about this after?" he asked as we were getting a little past snuggling

"no" I stopped the action, waiting for a reply. He gave me two names, both of which sounded male to me. I was surprised. I hadn't thought (even in my dream) that he swung that way, but I wasn't threatened and we went back to playing. Of course it wasn't long till we were interrupted again.

Sometime later (there's more in the dream but it's not terribly relevant) anyways, sometime later he and I were someplace else trying to be alone and had just sent away a small childlike distraction and were talking again and "The Other" mentioned something about the first of his others, referring to her in a female context. I double checked that indeed she was female and then we were interrupted again.

In vague frustration I gave up and went to play with "The One" and our childlike distraction. After letting it stew for a while I became horribly upset, fuming jealous. I wasn't mad that he had done something with someone else, I was mad that he hadn't told me, mad that he hadn't invited me. I wasn't mad about the act, I was mad about the lack of communication. I began to walk down a corridor, gathering snow and muttering things I was going to say to "The Other" when I found him and was pelting him with snowballs (it's a dream ok, don't look at me like I'm insane) Although I don't remember now the venomous language I was rehearsing to spew at him, I was very clear and precise on the matter at the time.

I never did find him in my dream, I woke up still spouting venomous hurtful jealous rage. It took me quite a while to calm down and think over what the dream was really about.

After thoughtful pondering on it I wrote him an email and waited for him to respond, I must admit I didn't wait very patiently. I completely overreacted. I KNOW that "The Other" isn't likely to do anything with anyone else without at least letting me know about it, and if I'm lucky inviting me. Some communication later and it was mostly cleared up, except the vague knowledge that I am capable of jealousy so deep and powerful it could be the core of the earth itself.

"The Other" and I set aside some time for each other. That would be yesterday, in which he rocked my world. It was incredible! I told everyone about it yesterday, that is everyone except "The Other" who is probably just learning it now as he's reading this. Let me reiterate this: IT WAS INCREDIBLE! Ok now that I've got that out of my system again, (sorry Carmin for all the ranting on the topic) I can go on and tell you about the second rocking of my world.

After my incredible morning "reconnecting" with "The Other" I went to work, which was slow, like 6 people came in the whole day. "The One" brought me dinner and asked how my morning went. . . Ever seen what one man does when your reply to how your time with another man went is one word: incredible. (I couldn't say much more, we were in public after all, and that whole explaining to your husband about sex with another man might be a bit confusing to anyone else listening)

Last night as we were crawling into bed, sparks flew and a fabulous night ensued. I slept VERY well last night. And woke up still happy this morning.