What's CutieMouse Doing Now?

I swear I thought I posted to this last night...

Things are going really well...we hit the half way point of my visit tomorrow, and are both already dreading my going home. The whole thing is surreal... we just fit so damed well together...

J's yard boy is in Haiti for the next 2 weeks visiting family, so we took the car to get washed by a place up the road. Honestly it was so incredibly sad. Kid's the same age as my oldest son, running around in bare feet, and all they do 6-8 hours a day is hand wash and wax cars. They have to check supplies in and out with the guy in the office, and the place only offers washing the outside of the cars- for which the kids get paid nothing at all. They are literally working for tips, from the people who choose to have the inside detailed.

J seriously "over tips" here, because a few bucks to him isn't going to make a difference, but to them it's 3 days worth of food. So he grabbed 3 kids who have done the car in the past, tells them to do the whole thing- wash, wax, buff, sun protection, armorall the inside, vacuum, do the mats, everything and mucho fast so we won't have to wait more than necessary.

So these kids just bust ass. I mean grin at him because they know he's generous, and kill themselves to get an SUV spotless in less than an hour bust ass. They must have spent 10 minutes with stiff scrub brushes on each tire, and washed it twice before doing the wax, then buffed it, then washed again, then did a sun protection coat, buffed that, then went to work on the interior. They used freaking paint brushes to hand sweep the sand and dust off each surface, polished the joints and crevices of the door hinges, scrubbed the floor mats by hand and let them dry in the sun - everything. The car looked like it had just driven off a used car lot when they were done, and it took them the better part of an hour - working non stop.

Cost? $11, including the tips for each boy - tips that were more than three times the "normal" tip for a car wash; the actual car wash/wax cost $2.50. He said the kids will be able to get a doughnut from a street vendor to treat themselves, and still take home more money off that one hour's work, than they usually make all day.

We're in a semi-gated community (mostly snowbirds), facing the ocean... the abject poverty of the country isn't blatantly in front of your face, but it's so unbelievable how little there is here for the average person...
 
CutieMouse said:
I swear I thought I posted to this last night...

Things are going really well...we hit the half way point of my visit tomorrow, and are both already dreading my going home. The whole thing is surreal... we just fit so damed well together... <Snip>
Not that the rest of the post isn't worth responding to, but I don't have time right now - I'm taking a *short* break from work on a short deadline. May respond to the rest of it later.

Glad things are going so well. Very glad. You deserve it.

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Cutie,

Isn't it amazing what we take for granted? I can honestly say the poorest people in my town, and we have truly poverty-level folks, live far better than the boys you described today. It also puts my bitching about being given a regular coke as opposed to the diet I ordered today in perspective.

I am thrilled things are going so well. Your happiness shines through in your posts. Is it too soon (or rude) to ask if you are planning to return for an indefinite period of time?
 
CutieMouse said:
... Things are going really well...we hit the half way point of my visit tomorrow, and are both already dreading my going home. The whole thing is surreal... we just fit so damed well together...

Yea Cutie! :D Glad you're having a bang-up time!

And people wonder why more retiree's are going to countries like the DR and Costa Rica... Their retirement income goes much MUCH farther there... *sighs*
 
callinectes said:
Cutie,

Isn't it amazing what we take for granted? I can honestly say the poorest people in my town, and we have truly poverty-level folks, live far better than the boys you described today. It also puts my bitching about being given a regular coke as opposed to the diet I ordered today in perspective.

I am thrilled things are going so well. Your happiness shines through in your posts. Is it too soon (or rude) to ask if you are planning to return for an indefinite period of time?

He keeps denying it, but he's such a good man...

I've had concerns from the beginning regarding a few things- seeing the kids regularly (not an issue as far as he's concerned), being able to pay my child support (not an issue as far as he's concerned), and equally twitchy for me- not feeling like I'm just some "kept woman". So, he's proposed that in order to maintain (an illusion of LOL) some autonomy, he'll fund buying trips a few times a year for my vintage clothing business, and I can run it from here - I've not totally worked out how practical that is, yet... I'll make my child support payments out of that income (to maintain my pride LOL) and everything else will be put into a savings account in my name, plus he'll help me learn how to invest a % of it, so my money will be working for me at least as much as I'm working for my money. That way if something goes wrong, or things don't work out, I'll be protected. He feels beyond everything else, if we have a relationship, his # 1 job is to create as safe and protected an environment as possible for me, so I can be happy and become the best possible me. At this point I have to go home for at least a month or maybe a bit longer, to help my roommate with a few things, plus visit with my kids.

I still can't figure out how the man fell out of the sky and landed next to me... we have what can only be described as an incredibly intuitive relationship (especially for one that has only been face to face for a week)... Stupid things like we're sitting at the car wash place today, and I have my feet in his lap (where they belong LOL), and am giving him a foot rub while we wait (which he loves), and it's not anything I have to THINK of; it's just what I feel like doing, and happens to be what he wants... and I was sitting there thinking how random it is that I learned about the importance of "grounding" people by doing footwork on them when I was considering becoming a Doula about 8 years ago, and how those odd little tidbits of information and skills tucked into the corners of my mind come out of hiding in the most unique and perfect ways... the whole thing is just so... surreal. Fabulous, but surreal.
 
Oh and silliest cutiemouse thing of being here? Every time I see a crab in the back by the pool, I go "Ohhh! A crab!" or "Ohhhh! A hermit crab!" or when we're down by the beach eating at one of the local places, I'll get awestruck by the seashells lying on the sand by my feet. LOL

We watched a lightning storm over the ocean last night; tonight it's crystal clear outside and you can see stars forever...
 
CutieMouse said:
He feels beyond everything else, if we have a relationship, his # 1 job is to create as safe and protected an environment as possible for me, so I can be happy and become the best possible me.

My, he IS a good man!

I am so happy for you, CutieMouse, and hope that everything works out the way you want it to. I understand how surreal it must feel. Lol. It's almost like a fairy tale. Thank you for sharing what you have. It's been lots of fun to follow.

Enjoy!

:rose:
 
I climbed a waterfall today. Me... miss museum openings and stilettos. It's called the Demijagua (or something like that), and is a mountain with 27 waterfalls/pools here in the DR.

So they give you a helmet and life jacket, and you start hiking- wading across the Demijagua River, then streams, then following a path to this huge pool about 1/4 way up the mountain... you swim across the pool, climb this ladder made of freaking logs, and start climbing. The guide has to haul you up parts and show you hand and toe holds and stuff. So you climb, swim across a pool, fight a current from the water pouring down a natural rock slide, climb that, wade/swim the pool, hike a bit further... lather, rinse, repeat.

There are 27 waterfalls, and most people stop at the first 7, but we did 12.

To get DOWN, you trace the route backwards, and jump off the freaking tops of waterfalls. ... Okay, so everyone else jumped off the freaking waterfalls and Cutie said all sorts of choice words that essentially meant hell no. Because there are rocks and stuff... and it was high up. And did I mention these jumps were like 8-20 FEET off a cliff into a cold mountain pool? So everyone else in our party jumped, the guide told me I was being chicken (to which I responded you're damned straight I'm chicken! Where's the path to climb down? LOL), and we went back down the mountain. I did slide down the bottom 2-3 waterfalls and jump the last one.

J said it was "easy" compared to how things are in December after the rainy season- in December the current is so strong, the guides have to haul you through the currents with heavy climbing ropes instead of helping pull you along with their hands. So J's excited about coming back in December, and I convinced him (I think) that might be better suited hanging out at the base camp with the dogs, given that the whole rushing deep water and I are not friends and stuff. ;)

I'm glad we went, it was an adventure of the fun kind that I normally don't do (the slides were fun, the climbing and adrenaline of feeling like I was going to fall, not so much), but I'm not convinced I want to do it all that regularly, really. LOL (Tonight we're dressing up and going out to a fabulous 5 star restaurant sort of romantic dinner... muuuuuuuuuch more my style. ROFL)
 
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