The definitive relationship thermometer…Do you and your paramour fling or fold your clothes?

Observations of a Middle-aged Dragon with a tattoo: 

 

The definitive relationship thermometer… 

Do you and your paramour fling or fold your clothes?

Take your mind back (way, ….way back for some of us). Brush the cobwebs off, shake yourself around and remember – the person you were in love/lust with in those days. When passion between you and your dearly intended was unbridled – wild and uninhibited. Where you couldn’t wait to rip the clothes off your partner and vice-versa, so you could delve into the depths of the white-hot passion of the beast with two backs.

In those days you couldn’t wait – didn’t think; became disengaged and – just let goooooooooooooooo. Various pieces of clothes were flung all over the place. You didn’t care if your dress/shirt/ bits and pieces were expensive silk or lace, etc – lust trumped them. Didn’t matter where or what they landed on as they provided a trail like Hansel and Gretel’s breadcrumbs through parks, bushes, grass, home pathways, porches, living rooms, or even shag-pile carpet that crunched under foot. Passionate ecstasy ruled! Long, live lust. Viva la luxure….

dorth

 

Then something happened you either broke up and moved on to the next hurricane of horny or

The relationship progressed – the passion was still there it just burned a little less intense but it’ was still white-hot. Clothes only come off in the hallways and bedroom, flung far and wide. Decorating ceiling fans, stereo speakers, light fittings and floors.

Then….. you and your partner sailed further into unchartered relationship waters. Passion burnt deeper and was somehow richer. While lust and passion burned not so white-hot, the feeling of being together was almost overwhelming. The clothes were thrown in piles on chairs or the floor. You are older and convention necessitates that maybe you are better at delayed gratification, so you take care to look after your attire. BUT oddly less patient the morning after. You don’t want to have to run around all over the place looking for pieces of your ensemble. You want to have some decorum and sophistication to your exit and somehow you know, this your sharing, means more.

Then, POW! Wham bam: you may not have realised it but something has snuck up on you, like a slow fold: sharp, perfect and neat. You’re in long-term relationship territory. How do you recognise this? Again the clothes have it… because by this time you and your partner are using hangers for items of your kit, carefully folding your garb neatly on chairs etc; no longer the floor. And…. if you’re really in relationship longevity… you and your partner have chairs or special shelf space to put your garments in/on before diving into the passion pool.

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kathe

And there you have it… the clothes/relationship thermometer – a prediction of your relationship status.

Be warned it is a sliding scale moving back and forth depending on the moment in your space time/relationship continuum.

So are you a flinger or a folder….. thus are you and your partner at the short-term fling stage (pardon the pun) or are you in for the long-term relationship haul – with your ordered and sophisticated neat folds.

candle