He started texting about how he couldn't keep his feelings to himself any longer and that I must know. Since then, he has waxed poetic all weekend, making remarks about my "breathtaking" smile. I didn't answer.
Friday, the day of the initial text, I told him that he felt like family. I don't like being put in a position whereby I must hurt his feelings, but it appears that I have no choice. I will see him today. I suppose that I will say that I don't share the same feelings and that will not change.
"For whatever we lose, like a you or a me, it's always ourselves we find in the sea" ee cummings
I'm hoping that he can keep his mind occupied and finish the repair of my cars and finish the project, at which point, not working here would be fine.
Meanwhile, I have hired another man to build ranch fence and repair my barns. Luckily, I found him last week, standing in line behind me at the bank. How fortunate!
Meanwhile, I have hired another man to build ranch fence and repair my barns. Luckily, I found him last week, standing in line behind me at the bank.
(very dry SI humor alert) ^^^ Now you're just bragging.
Congrats. Introduce Skippy to someone his own age.