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I am certain household-accident will be my cause of death. Yesterday I fell down the stairs. I wasn't in a hurry. My socks slipped on the carpet. No injuries were sustained. This morning I was moving slowly and groggy. As I turned on the shower, I coughed and slammed my head into the corner of the wall. One of these things, or the fact I don't realize I am almost 60, not 30, will be the death of me.

Sienna has been spending an excessive amount of time in the kitchen. She hears noises. I haven't seen any signs of a mouse. It has been years since I have had mice in the condo. Not since the great recession when several adjacent units sat vacant. At least the cat is doing her job.

This morning I am not feeling good. Probably from bumping my head. :). I am working from home and feel like crawling back into bad. I keep telling myself, one more day, and you will be in bed more than you want.

Kat was supposed to come over last night, but she canceled. It is a case of two people needing to be more interested in being with each other. I don't mind that Kat canceled., which enforces my point. We are using each other as backups.

As I have been saying for years, the first artificial womb facility will open next year. We will no longer need women to carry a baby to term. This will reduce marriage rates, create custom babies, and ultimately in some parts of the world, babies designed with specific tasks in mind, like a soldier, construction worker, or scientist. Is this the beginning of the Matrix? If you watch the video, it looks like the beginning of Gattaca 

Booty Call

 Ava texted me last night. I swear, sometimes I think she reads this blog. We arrange for a last-minute booty call. I am okay with those, though her sneaking around only allows a little time. Ava snacked on chips before we headed upstairs to watch an episode of Wednesday on Netflix on the bed. 

I had Ava sit in front of me, and I massaged her back while we watched the show. I've watched each of the episodes at least twice. I like it. Wednesday is full of great one-liners, and the girls who play the main characters are both excellent. Some of the timing in the episodes becomes questionable after a second watch, but not enough to be discouraging. I hope they can make this one continue for a few seasons.

As the episode ended. My hands moved around to cup Ava's firm breasts. She purred to the rhythm of my touch before excusing herself to brush her tooth. Ava returned and joined me beneath the covers. I rolled on top of her and chided her for just wanting a quicky. 

"I'm so glad you have an hour to spare for me." I jokingly reduced the time each time I took a break from exploring her torso to come back and kiss her.

Nothing compares to the comfort of being with someone familiar. I've grown fond of Ava's quirks. She is not the typical woman I meet. She is a peculiar mix of youth and maturity about her that I find appealing. Ava doesn't show any signs of going away. None of the red flags seems to be triggering her boyfriend. She just told me about another apparent incident that occurred. 

Though I should give Kat more time to become comfortable, I am not feeling the urge. I spent time talking with the other woman online whom I found interesting. Kat was the best of the bunch. They don't compare to what I have now. I will probably wait and try again after I start to recover.

Kat

Kat came over for the first time last night. She dressed casually in jeans, a cropped lavender hoodie, and a black bralette. I am still trying to pull Kat out of her shell. Kat seems used to very transactional arrangements. I am looking for something more for her. We will see if that develops.

Kat arrived a bit after 6:30. She wasn't hungry, so we didn't get any food. After a condo tour, we sat at the kitchen table and talked for a while. Kat lives alone. In a studio apartment in the city. Kat is thinking about getting a roommate and moving into a bigger place come March when her lease is up.

She does some type of teaching within the Detroit public schools. Her family lives near me but moved here recently. Kat only spent a summer living in New Baltimore. When I asked her what she did last Friday, she told me she went to see a techno band, then went to an after-hours bar with her friends. 

We headed upstairs, where we continued to talk clothed above the sheets. I started commenting on a few of Kat's tattoos. She has several springled over her body. This broke the ice and proceeded to us removing clothes.

Sex with Kat was-- okay. Definitely not on the level of Ava or the Gymnast. Kat is a tall girl and not thin for her height. She is more challenging to throw around than Ava. Still, she has a decent body. Though, after being with Kat, I have a new appreciation of the effort Ava puts into herself before hopping into bed.

Kat may have too much of the young college-educated pink hair feminist in her for my tastes. The jury is still out on that one.

On the plus side, Sienna got along with her. I don't know what that says about Ava. Ava is the only one that the cat doesn't like. I think it is because Ava is afraid of her.

Interview With

I said I wasn't sure if I even wanted to find a new arrangement, but the SA dating site was having a sale, so I ventured out. I have been talking with five women. If only regular dating sites were as lucrative. I'd have fewer potential opportunities in a year on Bubble or Tinder. Does that say about dating on those sites, or does that just say something about me?

Of the five women, the first was young. Instinctively, she was more like Firefly, probably fueling an addiction. I tried arranging a coffee date with her a few times, but things didn't work out, so I gave up on her. Something tells me she will try reaching out again when desperate, but I am not interested.

We already talked about Summer. She was giving me the covert narcissist vibes. She canceled our coffee date and wanted to reschedule, but she has too many negatives. "Well, I'm sorry that I got Covid, and something else came up that I cannot control." If they cannot meet for coffee, how reliable would she be on a regular basis?

Kat is also younger, but she was responsive and made it out for a drink Friday night. Kat has shoulder-length red hair and a pretty face; she is more appealing in person than in her pictures. She is tall. When we were walking out, I noticed she stood almost at my height in her Doc Martin boots which I complimented.

Kat and I met at Fishbones in St. Claire Shores. She lives in the city, so I figured it would be a suitable central location. We met after work. The restaurant was not busy. I arrived first. I told her not to rush because construction was causing me delays in arriving.

Kat wore a red blazer or a black cami over a pair of black pants. The conversation came easily. Kat works in the Detroit public school system. Not an easy job. We came to an agreement, and she wants to continue to see. Like I've said before, I have yet to meet a girl on that site for drinks that wasn't interested in continuing, though I have decided against a few.

Kat is familiar with my area. She used to live here. Her only stipulation was a desire not to hang out in the establishments in my area. All her family still lives here. I understand her concern and have no problem with that. We have plans to get together again on Wednesday.

The fourth women is Tiff. She was responsive too. She and I had plans to meet at Beyond Juice Saturday morning at 10:00. Tiff is local to my area. I thought that would be a bonus. She indicated she was thirty-three, but she also selected the Prefer Not To say option under kids. The only reason I can think of to answer prefer not to say is that you have at least one child. Women with kids cannot be as spontaneous. 

Tiff and I sent texts to each other. I wasn't finding any common like during our conversation, but I was willing to see how we connected in person. I texted her a few times between 9:30 and 10:00 and received no response. Ultimately, I decided not to show up at Beyond Juice and went to breakfast with Twin A instead.

I received a text from Tiff at 3:00 in the afternoon. "Shit, I am so sorry. I totally slept all day."

Perhaps, had she said, I lost my phone or an emergency. I would reconsider, but sleeping in until 3:00 in the afternoon when she made plans she seemed eager for just doesn't fly with me. There was a time when I would have given a second chance, but I have become less tolerant of such behavior. At best, she was tired from working and taking care of her kid/kids all week. At worst, she got the chance and partied late Friday night. I don't find either excuse appealing.

The last woman is Raven. She is thirty and cute in her pictures. She reminds me of Ava; I feel she would be a good travel partner. The only problem with Raven is she lives in Oxford. That is an hour away from me. We may not be able to come to a suitable arrangement, and I am not looking to travel anytime soon with the surgery coming up. We talked about getting together for a drink on Thursday. I am thinking of keeping that date for now.