‘I’m so glad that last guy fucked up.’

He sure checks a lot of boxes for me. I didn’t have a box for the family life and the girls, but it seems to be working out ok. things just happen so fast.

who knows how this will pan out, but it sure is nice. He took me and the girls to the mountains and cut down trees for me. I’m not sure I’ve ever had a man who likes to do things for me and tells me that a man is supposed to take care of his woman. That’s how it’s supposed to be, he says. Or maybe I’ve ever been truly ready for that to be a thing. Or maybe it’s just that I come off as so strong to others that they think I don’t want to be taken care of. Chris isn’t intimidated by me.

He cut down trees for me and I find it incredibly sexy. He chopped them up, drove them to my house and helped me split them into firewood for the winter.

The more I hang out with him, I actually have found out how much we have in common. I like our conversations and I think we are very aligned intellectually as well as with our life views go. I am impressed by him in a lot of ways. I am impressed that he can be alone and doesn’t need a woman. He sure would like one, but he isn’t desperate. He is capable, smart, handy, helpful kind man who loves me very much.

He makes me feel like a queen, tells me he is a very lucky guy, tells me how beautiful I am. all the time. and I absolutely love it. He also calls me a couple times a day. just to check in. I like it. I think it’s cute.