Maureen leaned back in her chair at their small kitchen table. Her feet were up on the table while she held a worn marble notebook in her lap. “Then a little mule entered…” Maureen read what was already scribbled down on the paper. There were words all over it, some scribbled out, some inserted where they didn’t fit, little doodles all over the page. “And it’s name was Benny…. No that sounds like shit…. Then a little backstabbing bastard of a man- God why is this so hard!!” Maureen let out an exasperated sigh as she tossed the notebook onto the table, folding her arms in a huff. ‘I’m having writer’s block, I’m done for today.’
After several minutes of sitting in the chair with nothing to do, Maureen called out, “Joanne Baby!!!” She was so glad she and Joanne were living together now. Living with the guys was fun and all, but too much testosterone under one roof. Now she could be with her Joanne all the time, and not have to worry about privacy! Maureen was glad that Joanne said she could move in, they had only been dating a couple of weeks, but when Maureen asked if she could move in with Joanne, she had actually agreed. Actually it took a bit of convincing… but luckily Maureen was able to persuade her.