Special K

I was hoping I could tell you how much I really enjoy my new life with K. Special K, as I like to call him on here.

I never really understood why the Ex would never do anything for me, or with me, or even for us both. But now I don't worry about it anymore since I have Special K. He is absolutely kind, and sexsitive, and wonderful, and domesticated too. He's supportive, and does things without being asked. When I do things for him he's so polite and thankful. He never complains about my cooking, or if I putthe wrong kind of mustard on his sandwich, or that I packed the same kind of sandwich in two days in a row. He thanks me for the effort and eats it all down without a complaint. He always thinks of me, opens the door, lets me rub his feet (I put him to sleep doing that). He is the most amazing man.

He enjoys talking to my mother on the phone, and invites her over for dinner or a drink. He folds clothes (WOW) He wants to spend time with my family, and my friends too. I'm falling in love with him, and I'm sooo happy.

Missing things still...but Happy!

I'm missing documents....all of them. Right down from my birth certificate, to ladder training. He still has it all. But I'll see if my lawyer wants me to go buy it all again and send her the reciepts for it. It'll cost a lot, but I'll get it all back in the end.

I've begun a relationship with a great man we'll call K. He's everything I wanted the Ex to be. Sweet, caring, eats what I cook, never complains about my coooking, never calls me names or puts me down, offers to empty the cats litter box for me, doesn't drink much, doesn't do drugs (unlike the Ex who would grab any chance to have a puff), he's a good cook, likes the same food as I do, folds laundry (even mine), washes dishes. And the list goes on, and on, and on.

I wonder sometimes why I stayed with the Ex for so long, when I was soooo unhappy. But the world works in unusual ways, and you gotta work with what you have.
With the exception of the Ex life is amazing now.

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