I will never cook again. Ever.

Well. The dinner failed. The doctors say that the fruit in the dessert was the cause of the Mycenaean team’s food poisoning and also what Agamemnon choked on. Agamemnon choked and couldn’t be revived. He is gone. Orestes and Iphigenia (wherever my girl is) are now fatherless because Aegisthus and I had no choice, after being waved off by Agamemnon many times, but to tell him about us during dessert – just when he happened to be taking a large bite out of the fruit crumble. I feel like it’s my fault and even I can’t deny how suspect it looks with Aegisthus and I together. Even worse is that I just know from the way Orestes has been looking at us, that he blames Aegisthus and me for what happened. I truly hope he understands that it was an accident and that he doesn’t foster any kind of resentment toward us... Only time will tell I suppose...

Fruit crumble anyone?

Almost everything is done. The dinner is tonight and I have everything prepared. All I need to do is the last touches once the guests arrive. Aegisthus has even organised for his friend who works at the airport to be a sort of look out and let us know when their plane gets in so I can time the cooking perfectly. I’m particularly proud of the dessert, to be made from the fruits out of Aegisthus’s backyard. I’ve got to make it once everyone is here but the trial I’ve done with supermarket fruits was delicious. Also, onto the more serious and nerve racking part of tonight, Aegisthus and I decided to tell Agamemnon as soon as possible and to have the dinner at his house in case Agamemnon wants to leave and be alone. I just hope that however he takes it, he doesn’t take it out on Orestes when he sees him. He is so excited for his dad to be back.

A dinner for an army.

So Agamemnon and the Mycenaean representatives are set to come back this week. Agamemnon called for the first time this whole trip to let us know. He said they were successful in whatever it was they were doing over there and that they’d arrive on Saturday night, and that he wanted a dinner prepared for him and his team. I tried to explain that dinner wasn’t a good idea and that we had to talk, but he wouldn’t have a bar of it. It was like he never left. He told me he’d listen if I made the dinner and then hung up. Anyway, I better start organising what to do for food, from what I remember his team is rather large...

Hermione.

Today I had an unexpected visitor. Menelaus and Helen’s nanny came over with my niece Hermione in tow. She apologised for dropping by unannounced and asked me to do her the favour of looking after Hermione for the night. She said she had urgent family issues but would be back in the morning to pick her up. I hadn’t seen Hermione in almost a year since she last visited with the nanny so I of course said yes. I just put her to bed half an hour ago, poor thing was exhausted from our girl’s night of baking and braids. Although she was happy you could tell she was missing her mother. Helen is supposed to be back from Troy the same time as the rest of them, which is in fact only a few short months away. So much as happened in the past two years, it’s going to be strange when everyone returns.

So far, so good!

Orestes took the news better than I expected. Naturally he’s a little put off but he otherwise seems fine. Aegisthus has been coming over almost every day and I’m hoping that Orestes can see that we are truly happy together in a way his father and I never were. Who knows maybe he could eventually look up to Aegisthus the way he does his father?

Bond, Clytemnestra Bond.

I feel like I am living a double life. I go from mother and homemaker seeing Orestes off to school and cleaning the house, to love-struck teenager when Aegisthus comes over. Ever since that kiss we have seen each other every day and the kisses have escalated into much more. We’ve discussed what we are going to do when Agamemnon gets back and divorce seems like the only option. Considering I would have next to no financial support Aegisthus has encouraged me to start a career and in the mean time he would happily provide for me and the kids. I’ve started applying for jobs in the surrounding cities like Tyrins and Lerna and am excited for what the future holds. The only damper on this whole plan is how Orestes will react. I’ve decided I don’t want to hide my relationship with Aegisthus so I’m going to tell him tonight after dinner.

Did that just happen?

I did something wrong. Well, it felt right. But technically it’s wrong. A few months have passed since Aegisthus and I had that meaningful conversation, and today he was acting like his usual flirty and overly friendly self. What made today special (and blog-worthy) is that this time when he made his advances, I didn’t refuse. Ever since we’ve become so close I’ve found myself asking why I should. When I’m with him I’m the happiest I’ve been in a long time, he makes me feel beautiful, like a woman, and he seems to genuinely feel for me the way I do for him. Also, it’s not like the man I’m being faithful to is doing me the same courtesy. So today, when Aegisthus held my hand and leant in for that kiss, I did not pull away.