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04.27.2001 Entry: "No greater feeling"

Finally Friday! This week has gone so slow! I finally got to move into my place. I went to IKEA last night and bought all this really cool stuff. I know if I told you what I bought you would say I was gay, but I’m not, I’m really not! Nothing wrong with being gay, I have a few friends that are gay and we hang out all the time. I bought a bunch of little floating candles and 8 little glasses that the candles sit in. I also bought 100 tea light candles and 9 little glass dishes that they fit in. I bought this huge square candle with four wicks and a silver square platter that it sits on. I also bought a bunch of other candles.

I don’t know why but lately I’ve had this fascination with candles. There’s something about lighting 10 to 15 candles, turning on some music, turning the light off, and taking a warm bath. That sounds like a total girl thing to do, but let me tell you it feels so good to relax like that. Man, I really wish I was off work right now, I can’t wait to get home.

The only bummer about getting my place is that I don’t have anywhere to sleep. My parents went to Big Bear for a week and took the truck. So I need to wait till they get back until I can move my bed = ( I do have a air mattress that I might take down there to sleep on. I’m not sure if I really want to sleep on it so I might just stay at my old place until then.

Everything would be so perfect right now if only I had a wife. I miss having someone to pamper and treat like a princess, I really do. I miss bringing flowers home to someone on Fridays after work. I miss cooking and cleaning and daily chores, all the stuff I used to do before. I miss having someone to wake up next to in the morning. Being able to look over at her and fall in love all over again. I miss it all, all the little things that other couples don’t even take the time to think about.

What I really miss doing is making her happy. Chandra used to work as a waitress on Saturdays doing kids birthday parties. After nine hours of screaming kids the last thing you want to come home to is three screaming kids. Right before she would get home I would get dinner ready have the kids fed. Start her a warm bath with some of her favorite bubble bath. Once she got home I would tell her to go relax in the bath and I would take the kids to the park for an hour. That right there is what made me feel good, being able to take care of someone like that. I just wish I had a wife that would have done the same for me.

When was the last time you ever did something like that for someone? I know if I was a typical guy that liked to drink beer and watch sports. I would love it to have my wife greet me at the door with a cold beer in one hand and the remote in the other. I’ve heard of guys with wives like that, but I’m not sure if they exist. I just know for myself that there is no greater feeling than being able to treat someone like that. When you do something like that it just shows how much you care for that person and they realize it. In return they treat you better and if you get lucky they just might surprise you by doing the same.