The Best Laid Plans  

TheQuietGuy2005 55M
3484 posts
3/7/2006 11:32 am

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3/9/2006 11:48 am

The Best Laid Plans

Well, last night should have been my first night in the new bachelor pad, now renamed the Pink Palace (thanks for that, H!).

I often say to Son of Q that "should" doesn't mean it will ... I really must learn to listen to my own advice.

I have to say that the evening started off well enough. I went to the gym with Son and Mum of Son. They've been members for a while and I've decided to join too, largely because Son wants to be able to swim and play squash and generally work out with me. That's the theory anyway; when it comes to putting it into practise, he tends to be a little hesitant.

I used to be a regular gym-goer until about 18 months ago when I let my membership lapse for reasons I won't bore you with here. Last night we spent an hour in the gym and I remembered why I used to love it so much: I worked up a good sweat and felt great. There's something about exercise that lifts the spirits ... for me, anyway.

I'm now a member and expect to be going several times a week ... I look forward to having a body that is worth showing off

Anyway, that's by the by. Back to last night.

We were at the parting of the ways, Son and Mum to drive home and me to catch the bus back to the Pink Palace, when Son piped up, "Can't I go to see where Dad's living?" Mum decided that wasn't a bad idea which was good from my point of view as it meant I got driven there!

So there we were at my door, the key in my hand. I put the key in the lock, turned ... and stood staring at the bit of key that hadn't broken off inside the lock. Yes, the key had snapped.

What should one do at a time like this? I've always rather liked the advice that goes:

When in trouble or in doubt,
Run around and scream and shout!

but somehow that didn't seem appropriate last night. I remember staring silently, lost for words, first at the stub of the key and then at the lock, over and over again. Son dissolved into hysteria and Mum just sighed as if it were inevitable that I, of all people, would manage to do that.

It didn't take long to reach the conclusion that there was no one around at that time of night that could help me and once again I had to thank Son for asking to come over: at least it meant I had a lift ready and waiting. And, to be fair, Mum offered me one more night in the spare room which I had only that morning vacated.

It would have been much worse if we'd parted at the gym only to have that happen.

What it means is that I still haven't slept in the Pink Palace. That's meant to happen later tonight. Nor have I discovered whether my phone line is hooked up and working, nor have I had the opportunity to try to get online through the dreaded dial-up.

I've taken no chances tonight and I'm back in the amenable Net cafe I came to on Saturday. Later I shall head back to my new home and, with luck, will spend the night there. I could have gone straight there from work and tried to access This Site from there ... but I sometimes doubt whether my luck runs quite that way!

At least I've been assured that I have a new lock in my door. I've been given a new key. I've been told that the new key fits the new lock. I shall believe it when I step over the threshold.

And should disaster strike again, I shall be looking for somewhere to spend the night. Any offers?


helga_hansen 50F
1987 posts
3/7/2006 1:21 pm

Lol... ever wondered whether it was a smart move to move out of your old place after all??

And yeah... just ring the doorbell, and I'll get someone to let you in!


Love, hugs and kisses from ♥♥HH♥♥

HBowt2 60F

3/7/2006 2:22 pm

Good luck when you finally get in....

FeistySyn 53F

3/7/2006 7:13 pm

I have a queen size bed I can share with you here in Phoenix, Arizona.... I think it was 75 degrees here this afternoon ... I'll leave the key under the mat

Apparently the depth of depravity here is bottomless... don't you feel right at home?

GoddessOfTheDawn 106F
11240 posts
3/8/2006 12:28 am

awwww, sure you have some offerz....

GB_Cple 67M/56F  
3113 posts
3/8/2006 2:03 am

Welcome to your new home

erm, why is it called , "The Pink palace"?

MissAnnThrope 57F
11488 posts
3/8/2006 2:46 am

I want to know how the hell you managed to do that! It really is a good thing they were with you. They just don't make keys the way they used to, do they?

AmberSolaire 43M

3/8/2006 5:08 pm

am with palace!!!!!!!! will have to read back I feel


freetime648 53F

3/9/2006 7:55 am

Pink Palace with the broken key.....hmmmmmsounds like some sort of erotic novel in the works......I am sorry...hope things are better now and by the way.....I have 4 bedrooms (well 3 now) that are not being used...

xx FREETIME648 xx

TheQuietGuy2005 55M
2386 posts
3/9/2006 11:48 am

Helga ... I never claimed to be smart, m'dear! Thanks for the offer but I actually made it in the next night

HBowt2 ... Thanks! All good wishes always appreciated

Polly ... Unfortunately, I think your place is a little far for the daily commute. At least I can be at work within a couple of minutes of leaving the Pink Palace!

Feisty ... 75 degrees? Phew ... talk about a hot offer!

Goddess ... Apparently so. I shall compile a list in case of future need

GB_Cple ... Why the Pink Palace? Well, because it's pink and it sounds better to call it a palace than a hovel However, I did belatedly realise that the term might be reminiscent of such other phrases as "the pink pound" ...

MissAnnThrope ... I guess I just don't know my own strength! I did say I'd been to the gym that night

Amber ... Fear not, sir, the explanation is fairly dull and not at all threatening!

Free ... I see your point! Feel free to write it for me as you know full well I just can't do erotica. Just make sure to send me a copy

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