Life continues normal

Thursday, 27^th October

The slave had to get up early to go to class. Apparently he tried to wake me, he had left a note on the breakfast table for me. Ingrid phoned me before her class to see how we are. I said I think we are ok again, or we are getting there.

We met at the gym, he went to his yoga class, I did my training. He has cancelled his sessions this week, to see if it helps him to put on weight. We went home together, we were fine. He is planning what he needs to take for the trip. He is quite anxious. I said to him to write things down will help him with the anxiety. We have e-mailed Barbara can she please get some of his medical stuff, then we do not need to take as much, and powder for his shakes.

I have contacted the airline, to check if they can cater for him, if we can have a shake on board. They said it will be fine.

Friday, 28^th October

The slave and I had a good talk again today. We just talked, we did not set out to talk about our problems. I explained how I felt a bit lost with my life, and our routine, or his life, was something I was able to control. He asked me what I wanted to do then with my life.

I guess I have to start thinking about it. We have a few months of planning the club coming up and the actual work, what am I going to do then? The houses are fine. Do I want to go back to work in a hospital? I enjoyed the summer, but maybe only because I knew it was for 2 months only. I could work part time. I could re-train. The truth is, I love my job.

I was checking my e-mails, when the slave came to the office with some tea. He sat on the edge of the chair, I knew he wanted to tell me something. I gave him permission to speak freely.

There are still so many things we do not know about each other. He told me about his uncle, who was the reason why he went to Canada. His uncle Jacob was also a hermaphrodite. They met only once, at his grandfather's funeral. Jacob was Ruth's older brother, he was an art teacher, and then moved to South River, where he sold tourist paintings. He lived with a woman, a native. Ben felt drawn to Jacob, and Jacob told him they had a special bond. At that time Ben thought that his uncle was also psychic, well, he must have been, how else did he know about Ben being a hermaphrodite?

When Ben was 19, nearly finished his first year of college, he had a letter telling him his uncle had died and left him some money, but Ben had to collect it in person in Canada. He left college and travelled to South River, where he met Clara, the woman his uncle had shared his life with. He stayed with her for a while and got a job in South River. The rest we know. He kept loosely in contact with Clara. After he had his operation he asked Clara about his uncle, he had seen photos of him dressed and made up like a woman. Clara explained how the feminine side in Jacob was very strong and he liked to live as a woman. He wants to see Clara when we are there, and he wanted me to know about her and who she is. I thanked him for telling me, he certainly has an interesting family. I wonder, how did his mother end up with his father, their families seem worlds apart.

We decided we wanted some photos for Barbara and Erik and his mother. We took some of the house, we went to Stine and Torben's, they were at work, but Ben has a key, so he can walk Django, which he had to do anyway. We took a photo of Django. We even went to the new club and took photos there. I uploaded them onto the notebook. Yes, I have given in and bought another device, that way we can both write our blog during our trip.

On the way home we stopped at the club, I wanted to speak to Martin about the building work. We are having a security system installed next week. We had noticed earlier it looked as if someone had tried to get in. The architect has promised detailed drawings and costings for when I am back.

As it was still early, hardly anyone was in the club. The slave was at the bar talking to Sven. Sven and his beau have broken up, the young man was playing around too much with other puppies. I am sorry for him, they were great together, but there was quite an age difference. I guess the slave and me being 8 years apart is about right.

We had to get home for some dinner, the slave needed something to eat. On the way we had passed a cinema and they had a special showing of Astrid Lindgren's Pippi Longstocking movies. We bought some tickets, quickly ate and came back to the cinema. It was a great atmosphere, people sang along to the opening titles and everything. It was great seeing the slave so happy.