I have to let you all in on a secret. I have become pretty sure that PatriotPartner and I have unwittingly played a practical joke on our entire neighborhood. We have both decided that our neighbors think we are gay spies.
You see, we have private sector jobs that keep us away from home a lot. And since we have only lived in our community (think Wisteria Lane) less than a year, we just haven’t had time to socialize a lot with the more traditional families who are our neighbors. ‘MarineDaddy’ and his family are a few doors away, BlockCaptain Lady also is not that far down the street, and CommunityLeader BoardMember is just around the corner. We live in a very active, family-oriented community. But we are never home. (Sidenote… our conservative neighbors in the reddest of Red Counties in Northern Virginia accept us as a gay couple and could care less. Shocker, eh?)
When we are home, usually it is one or the other of us… rarely both at a time. And the only time we emerge from our house is to walk the dog (the remaining PatriotPooch). Otherwise, when I’m home I’m in the basement doing my real job, and Partner is at his office. But, again, most of the time one or both of us are flying to parts of the USA for our jobs.
So after just 10 months living here, a ‘For Sale’ sign pops up and our neighbors suddenly want to know…. “Why are you moving” from this great neighborhood. Our answer is usually the traffic (see posting below) and a change of pace from the DC area. But in conversations lately, I found myself giving this other twist to the answer.
“Well, you know since my job and John’s job don’t require living any certain place, as long as we are close to an airport….”
Uh oh. One of the neighbors does know that John’s job involves military-related contract work. So the other night Partner and I looked at each other and started laughing…. “Do you think the neighbors might think we are spies?”
Gay Spies, nonetheless!
Actually, what a perfect cover don’t you think?
-Patriot….. Gay Patriot