Friday June 1, 2018
"Teddy, we need to get to the airport if we want to make our flight." Des said.
I stood in the living room leaning against the wall. "I know but I'm kinda scared."
"Of what?"
I shrugged. "Moving in with Spencer, I'm scared. Am I making the right decision? What if we don't work out?"
"Then you don't work out."
"Mommy, uppy." Brendan said.
I bent down and picked him up. "Let's go. Can you grab Brendan's suite case for me?"
"Yeah."
We headed down and got into the taxi and headed to the airport. It took us fifteen minutes to get through security. When we reached our gate, they were already loading the plane which was perfect timing for us. We were on the plane for eight hours before we landed.
"I'm tired, where the hell is Spencer." I've been waiting for twenty minutes and he's still not here."
"You know Teddy, it is rush hour; who am I kidding it's always rush hour in LA so he's probably stuck in traffic."
"Finally, there he is."
"Th-That's what he drives?" Des said totally speechless. "That car is like forty thousand or something."
"Apparently so."
"If that's what he drives then what kind of house does he live in?"
"I don't even know. I've never been here before but he does come from a rich ass family and he's becoming a singer so probably big and expensive. I'm pretty sure his parent's got him that car for graduating college."
"I wish I had his parents."
"Doesn't everyone?"
"Oh there's my sister. I'll talk to you later."
I gave her a hug. "Bye."
Spencer got out of his car and walked over to me.
"I'm so happy you're here." He gave me a hug.
"Oh watch out, Brendan's sleeping."
"How long has he been sleeping for?"
"About an hour or so.'
"Here, I'll go put the luggage in the car and you go get in."
I nodded and place the sleeping the child in the car seat in the back seat and got in the front. Spencer got back in and we drove off. It took us about an hour and a half to get to Spencer's house because there was major traffic on the freeway.
"So this is home."
I stared at the house and then back at Spencer.
He started to laugh. "What."
"The house, it's big."
"This is what my job gets us."
I got out of the car and carried Brendan into the house.
"Do you like it?" Spencer asked placing our luggage on the floor.
"Yeah but is it toddler proof?"
"Toddler proof as in?"
"Electrical outlet plugged, stair gates, locks on cabinets and doors, etc." Spencer was quiet not saying anything. "I'm taking the silence as a no."
"Well you should have told me."
"Spencer it's a no brainer. Even the stupidest person would know to toddler proof a house. Don't you want our son to be safe because it doesn't seem like it?"
"Babe, don't even go there. I love him and want him to be safe. Toddler proofing just didn't cross my mind."
I sighed. "Where can I lay him down?"
"I'll show you, follow me up."
Spencer took me upstairs and down the hall. He showed me Brendan's room. It was a pretty big room that is blue with a white rug. I laid Brendan down in the bed and we left.
He grabbed my hand and guided me over to our room.
"This bedroom is huge." I said looking around.
He chuckled and scooped me up and threw me on the bed.
"Owe, why did you do that?"
"Because I love you." Spencer laid down in the bed next to me. "I'll definitely enjoy sleeping next to you each night just like this." He turned his head and gave me a kiss.
Tuesday June 19, 2019
I walked down into the kitchen where Spencer was cooking. "What cha making?" I asked leaning on the counter.
"Some eggs and bacon, want some?"
"No, I'm fine." I paused thinking how to approach this. "So on Friday I have a job interview and-"
"That's great Hun, where at?" Spencer asked interrupting me.
"The LA news station, they are looking for a new anchor. Anyways before you rudely interrupted me I need you to watch Brendan."
"When did you say it was?"
"Friday…"
Spencer stopped what he was doing and looked at me. "Oh Friday, I can't."
"Well why not?"
"I'm recording music all day on Friday."
"Bring him with you and I'll pick him up after I'm done."
"Teddy, a music studio is no place for a two year old."
"Spencer, he's three. Today is his birthday, remember."
"Oh crap, it is? I forgot."
"What? How could you forget?"
He chuckled a little. "I was kidding, of course I remembered. How could I not remember my only son birthday?"
I sighed leaning my arm on the kitchen counter.
"Maybe Desiree can watch him. I'll even pay her." Spencer suggested.
"I don't know. She does have a life you know."
"Well it doesn't hurt to ask you know."
"Yeah…" I saw Brendan run down. "Good Morning Brendan."
"Morning mama."
I bent down and picked him up. "Oh Brendan, did you pee last night again? You're all wet."
He nodded. "Sorry mommy."
I placed him on the floor. "Go up and I'll help you change and put some new sheets on your bed." He nodded and left the room.
"I'm disappointed in my son, Teddy." Spencer said.
I rolled my eyes. "You should be. You're the one who is supposed to be teaching him how to use the toilet. I'm more disappointed in you more than him."
"What, why me? Why can't you?"
"Because you are a boy, he's a boy, you both got boy body parts. Teach him how to pee like daddy."
"I'm not a boy." He paused. "I'm a man."
"Mommy!" Brendan shouted.
"I'm coming." I shouted back. "You're homework is to teach him how to use the toilet, understood?"
"Yes."
Friday June 22, 2018
Today is my job interview at the LA news station. I drove over to the news station and got there ten minutes early. I went up to the second floor where my interview is going to be.
"Hello, can I help you?" The receptionist asked.
"Yes hi, I have a job interview today with Mr. Michaels."
"Oh yes, are you Theodora Duncan?"
"Yes."
"Great, I will let Mr. Michaels know you are here."
"Thank you." I walked over to take a seat on the couch. Five minutes later, I was told to go into his office. I took a deep breath giving myself a pep talk. Okay Teddy, you can do this. You got this. I walked in and saw a man probably in his forties sitting at his desk.
He stood up and shook my hand when I entered. "Welcome, I'm Jim Michaels.
"Hi, I'm Teddy."
He gave me a confuse look. "I thought your name is Theodora."
"It is but I go by Teddy, I prefer people to call me Teddy."
"Teddy, please take a seat. So, you are interested in our job opening."
"Yes, I have always loved journalism and this specific job caught my eye."
"I'd like to hear more about yourself, Teddy."
"Well, I'm twenty-two and just graduated from Yale University about a month ago and moved out here to live with my boyfriend."
"Oh Yale, great school and great journalism department."
"Yes, it is a great school. I'm really fortunate I was able to get in."
"So, why do you think you would be good a good choice for this job?"
"Well one, I'm a hard worker, I'm passionate about this, and I won't fail you."
The interview took an hour and he gave me a tour of the studio to show me where I might be working.
"I will have someone call you within the next couple of days to let you know if you got the job or not." He said.
I nodded. "Okay, thank you."
Two days later I got a call. The caller id showed it was the news station.
"Oh My God, Spencer, looks whose calling."
"Answer it!"
"What if I didn't get it?"
"It's their loss then and you can find a better job."
I took a deep breath as I pressed the green answer button.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is this Theodora Duncan?"
"Yes, this is she."
"Hi, I'm Rebecca Taylor calling in behalf of Mr. Jim Michaels. He wanted me to let you know you got the job." I smiled when I heard that. "You start next week but we will need you to come in this week to prep you and get to know your co-anchor."
"Okay, thank you." I hung up and jumped into Spencer's arms hugging onto him. "I got the job!"
"That's great, I knew you would." He spun me around and gave me kisses.
"Mommy, why are you so happy?" Brendan asked.
Spencer put me down and I walked over to him and bent down. "Well, I got my dream job."
"Yay!"
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