2 more days
For those keeping score at home, you’ll note the extra day remaining, meaning some time has been added. Arwyn was not the one adding the time, though. It was me. I actually added 12 hours, otherwise the clock would have wound down at about 10:00 at night, which would have been totally inconvenient for seeing if Arwyn is interested in (or willing to) getting involved since she’s been turning in closer to 9:00 EDT. So it’s set for going off earlier in the day, Wednesday I think. But we’ll see.
She did get the email, but has not reacted in any way to it. And I have not pushed her for a reply. I’m going to see how it plays out. Wait and see. Frankly I am not overly optimistic. Her history of standing me up is so extensive; it is virtual emotional suicide to anticipate her coming through in the clutch. I’ll take a pleasant surprise over yet another rejection and abandonment.
Hence flirtation, fascination and fantasization with someone else. The Lioness, who is yet not properly named. And maybe she never will be, but we work close enough together on a daily basis that she warrants some attention. And she admires and respects me.
Ladies. I can not stress this enough, that respect and admiration are the two most precious commodities you can give your man. Lose either or both of those, and you risk losing him to someone else who will fulfill those needs in your stead. There is *always* a lioness out there who is prowling, stalking, crouching and preparing to pounce. You did it once yourself. Now someone else who is leaner, hungrier and yes, younger, is ready to take away what you have been taking for granted. Every day that a man walks out of his house unappreciated, disrespected and ignored is another opportunity for the lioness as his resolve, his strength and his faith weakens. She has nothing but time. Time spent learning about him; studying him and calculating the best time and place to make her move. Time spent away from you, the one who has supposedly pledged to love, honor and cherish. As long as the one at home refuses to contend for his life, he is all but doomed.
I can hear the hissing and the quick intake of breathe from those who would challenge me. “What? Isn’t HE responsible for his actions? Isn’t he the one who should be protecting the family’s interests? Isn’t this just excusing irresponsible behavior? And what about ME?”
It is true that when the moment of truth comes, he will be the one who makes the choice to give in or not. He has the final say. The woman at home will have no say at that time, because she’s already had opportunity to make her case and stake her claim. Will her claims be honored? How diligent has she been in making her case? Will her arguments be found wanting?
Trouble me not with platitudes about how one should not have to make a case or stake a claim! The reality is that everywhere you turn; you have interests competing for each other. You need to defend what you value from those who would steal it, else run the risk of being robbed! While it is against God’s law to covet a neighbor’s stuff, people do it all the time. That’s why there is a law against robbery! And the person who is coveted? How are they supposed to feel?
There is also a stringent command against adultery. In Old Testament times, it was a capital offense. So a person is not excused just because they are being hunted. The adulterer courts death of a sort, but doesn’t an unresponsive partner also have some responsibility? I think the case could be made that such a person would at least be an accessory to murder, for weakening a person to a point where they felt so enticed and compelled to take such a risk.
I need to think more on this. I will, and you’ll most certainly be reading more about it.