So, I saw the SB again today.
First she couldn’t show up until after 4pm, then it was 5:30pm. That was irritating, but it’s just a second date for dinner, and she plans to hit the hot tub with me.
She comes over and we decide to walk the property first. First thing I see – the Little Treasure (my daughter) has left the water running to the horse trough (again). Thing is, now we have a well, and she’s had it on all day.
Pump that well dry and you get to drill another one. That is thousands of dollars. I swallow this and go on with the tour. She really likes the horses.
We go back inside the house and she sees Booger – my daughter’s cat, one of three.
She’s allergic to cats.
We went on to have dinner as her allergies start to catch up with her. She was here two hours and left wheezing – no hot tub. She’s wanting to see me again, but it’s a no-win. Even when the Little Treasure is out of here (and that’s going to happen SOON), I have a cat named Marley and he’s not going anywhere. He’s earned his place here.
So she doesn’t know it yet, but the new Sugar Baby is on her way out. Damn shame, too, because she had all of the other check boxes checked. I have no respect for someone who’d bag one of his/her pets for a relationship, and I’d never do it myself. Meanwhile there’s no work-around for this. The cats go everywhere, their fur ends up everywhere, it’s a fact of life.
Oh, well. It happens. Probably a few more dates to let her down easy
More adventures as we go!