The Istanbul Chronicles: Moving Stuff

Here is another one of Glenna and I adventures.

When Glenna and I were getting to know each other, I knew that she lived in an area call Maltepe. To be actual she lived on Methap Sok., Mercan #7  Apt. 4, Adatepe.   It was quite some ways from me being 45 minutes by a mini-bus (I live those things).  I had often visited her at her at her apartment as she had often visited our apartment, especially for coffee.

In Glenna's apartment, she had a lot of nice big real wood furniture that I would have loved to own and I am still mad to this day that we were not able to remove majority them away from Edward.

While she was there in their apartment, Glenna by herself was trying to move those pieces around because of how big furniture was they were not moving for her. (Glenna is a tiny woman, I tell you.) She said she had been asking Edward to get some help in moving some of the furniture down stair into the storage assigned storage unit.  But talking to Edward was like talking to shit on the wall! (Y'all I am telling you, when it came Glenna, Edward did not want to do damn a thing for her. And if I have not spoken about Edward, just wait that story is coming.)

Anyways, Glenna asked if I could come over and help her move some furniture, and if I could Nick and the ex-husband could come to help also. Well, my ex claimed that he had something to do, which meant that Nick and I would go over to help. (Sidebar: I loved going to Glenna's place in Adatepe because the mini-bus ride was about 30 minutes and the driver always drove like a bat out of hell on a grill.  You would have thought that you on a roll coaster ride.)

So, there it was Glenna, me and Nick, us three moving about, let's see, there was a huge German style china cabinet that mostly me carrying while Glenna and Nick pushed into the depot in the basement. A table that sat 8 people that were heavy as hell, which Glenna left in the apartment. There were 2 more cabinets that were moved into the depot and about 12 or more boxes. I am sure that there were other things that I can not remember that the three of us moved.

The objective was to move most of the furniture in the basement. Though it took us four hours to do it but it was done for Glenna to be able to move around in the apartment.

Nick and I had to have left around 6 - 6:30 p.m., and soon after that Edward came home. He notices how empty the apartment was and asked Glenna happen to the furniture that was in the apartment. Glenna told him that she had it moved to the storage in the basement.  He asked Glenna who did she get to help her moved the furniture and she replied, "Victoria and her son Nick helped me."  Edward was like "That is no way that Victoria and her son plus you could have moved anything in the basement!" And Glenna replied, "You don't know how strong Victoria is."

So a few more words went back and forward between and the conversation about the furniture ended. So some time had went before Edward saw the kapıcı (the janitor) and thanked him for helping his wife moved some furniture in the storage in the basement.  The kapici said "I don't know what you are talking about, but I did not help anyone moved anything lately." "So you did not help my wife in apartment 4?" said Edward.  "Don't know what you are talking about!" was the last responds from the kapici.

It was a few weeks later when Glenna told me about the conversation that Edward had with the kapici and every since then, Glenna will remain Edward of how strong I am. She used that as her leverage whenever Edward said something weak about her. But every since then Edward has kept that eye on me like "I am watching you lady!" look.

There are more stories to come. . . .

What a Sweet Talker?

Now I have a next door neighbor who since moving to Dallas has shown interest in me. Not a bad looking man.  He is hard working man and I hardly get to see because he take pleasure in working more than 40 hours a week.

However, as he has express his interest in me over and over, and I am thinking that he has no ideal what kind of trouble he is asking for.  And I am really working hard to involved any trouble with my neighbor.

But one day I get this text started off like this:

Me: Good morning, calling to make sure that you sleeping good, okay?

NDN: Think omg about your mouth want something to put? (I know that some you got the message here, right?)

Me: Is that English?

NDN: I've been dringing. (No lie, that is how he spelled it.)

Me: Is that what I am to you, your toy when you need it?

NDN: No

Me: Okay then, good afternoon. For it to be 78 degrees, it is hot as hell!

NDN: You coming over or what? (I am so NOT horny for this man!!)

Me: No (Let me not even play with him)

So 5 minutes he shows up at door saying "I came over here to see what the problem was!" I figured that.

Me: C'mon in and have a sit neighbor, sorry but I am making me a cheeseburger. Excuse me for a second.

NDN: Oh yeah! It does sound good in here. But go ahead and help yourself.  So what is going on with you?

Me: Were you trying to sweet talk me to come and get in bed with you?

NDN: Yeah, I was trying.

Me: Yeah, sorry to say but your sweet talking really kill it for me! Turned me way the fuck off!


Now I did explained to that upon him being away for 10 years and coming out into a new world, that the dating scene has dramatically change.  That first of all some of us, not just women but men too, are scared to date in these times. (There are a lot of crazy people out there with drama that most of us do not want and will not tolerate!)  I also explained to him that today's woman understands that she can have it all and have fun with batteries instead of being bother with a man in her life. And that he should learn how to finesse today's woman with his words.

The rest of our conversation moved on to sports and others topics.

(To Be Continue. . . )