Hello! You know the drill by now. Go read the previous posts of this stories, especially part III in order to be caught up with this thrilling tale of love, danger, espionage and–oh wait, it’s mostly about love.
Where was I? Oh yes, musing about having Idle in my life. More on that later. For now, more on the rest of his visit. We’re up to Wednesday, and I have to share with you an odd detail about me: I hate the end of things with a passion. If I’m watching a TV series on DVD, I will delay watching the last episode because then I have no more left to watch! It’s so bad, I start the countdown when I am halfway through the series (if there are not a large number of episodes). Take, for example, Miracles. There were only 13 episodes made of the show. When I hit 7, I became increasingly morose with each episode viewed because it meant I had less to watch than I had already watched, if that makes sense.
I’m the same way with trips (at least, ones I want to take). When the midpoint arrives, I start becoming depressed thinking about the end of the trip and how soon it’s approaching. It’s funny because my friends were shocked I’d let Idle stay in my house for eight days (so long!), and all I could think of was, “I wish he were staying longer.”
Wednesday was the halfway point of his trip. I pushed it to the back of my mind because I wanted to enjoy his company to the fullest, but it was lurking like an evil, lurky thing. We went to my therapy session–or rather, I went to my session and he wandered around St. Paul, the lesser-known of the Twin Cities, in the ninety-plus weather we were having at the time. After my session, I joined Idle in the wandering, and we checked out some of the local shops. Oh, he also got excited about the Snoopy statue we saw in front of a nearby vet’s office ‘coz he’s a big Peanuts fan. Charles Schultz is from MN, and they did a series of Snoopy statutes to commemorate something or the other in relation to him. We saw another one further down the street that had been vandalized. Poor Snoopy. Idle didn’t have his camera with him, so I said we’d do a tour of the statues. We didn’t get to that, but hey, it gives him added incentive to visit me again, amirite?