It’s an awful thing when the AC tells you, “I’m just sick and tired.” My first thought to ole AC is, “You know it’s hot as hell out those doors. Why you wanna get sick in the middle of the damn summer?” But it does, so the doctor comes in to do his work, to see if AC can be saved ’cause Totsy ain’t wanting to dig deep to replace AC. This is only our second summer together.
Of course, this is the little backdrop to what I have to get out to you today. In the midst of AC guy saving AC, my little beau friend comes to visit ’cause he’s in town on some business and stops by to see his Totsy. Honnnney, (shaking my head and clicking my tongue, y’all) as I think back on this now, you know like I do that heat and bitching don’t hardly make for a good combination. Why, oh why is it that I get so damn lucky to find these special men folk that have an affinity to bitching? And I have to self-reflect ’cause I know I ain’t all that all the time. But I can say that I had my new cut looking cute, showered and smelling like Ivory Soap and no bra on ’cause it’s hot and all. Remember, my AC went down on me. So, I’m looking halfway kinda cute even it I do need a pedicure. Anyhow (rolling my eyes and clicking again).
He comes in and whips us up a little meal. I’m down for that ’cause I can’t stand cooking. He’s well aware of that and I don’t do a bang up job at it anyway. Makes me wonder if I was ever wifely material in the first place. I’m just gonna be real about it. And it’s not so much that I’m set in my ways. I’m flexible as hell. See, I can see you one day and be okay with not laying eyes on you for the next day or two. I know men folk like a little freedom but I like mine too. I’m not talking about no you-can-do-her-if-I-can-do-him kinda shit. That’s too far out there for a southerner like myself, who caught on to a little piece of the Word when I woke up in church. Naw, none of that there.
Well, I’m down in the studio writing and he’s on the main floor cooking. I’m in a real good zone and I can’t tell you how many times he called me from upstairs. It really pissed me off, ya’ll ’cause if you know anything about me, I don’t like yelling. Bring your ass down and say what the hell you wanna say and walk it on back up, is the way we do it here. Or use the cell phone one. I lost my rhythm with all that TOTSY! every five damn minutes and then getting uptight ’cause I don’t answer at the drop of a dime. Just stays on his damn period. I just brought myself upstairs after he left to watch Good Times. Now, I do appreciate a good meal that’s been cooked for me, and it was good y’all, but it’s got my allergies all activated now.