Ugh… back to work today after a 3 day weekend.
Why is it always so hard to go back to work after a few days off? There was no use waxing philosophical about it, it had to be done regardless.
Once at work, I cheered up a little bit, after firming up my happy hour plans with the Coffee Fairy. It gave me something to look forward to.
While I was working I received an email from a guy I ran into at the 4th of July party over the weekend.
We have worked together for years, but had never hung-out, outside of work. Throughout the conversation, we all talked about going for margaritas as a group someday.
Then a little later, he came over and we started talking some more. He said ‘your married right?’ I replied ‘no’ of course. He responded with ‘are you seeing someone?’ again I replied ‘no’. He said ‘I don’t know why I have that in my head.’
Probably because the few times I had seen him outside of work I think I was with Mr. Wonderful. Then he said ‘well then, we’re definitely need to get a margarita and get to know each other better.’ I agreed.
On the drive home after our chat, Sunshine and I both thought he might be gay. Not exactly the best sign when your getting ready to go out with someone.
Back to this morning. As I was checking my email, I saw one from him. When I read it he asked if we could get together this week. Unfortunately I have a short week to get ready to head out of town again so it wasn’t going to work.
I asked if I could get a raincheck and reschedule for next week. His reply was very sweet, and dare I say… adult?
It was very nice to hear ‘I want to learn more about the woman behind the job.’
What a refreshing change from Fargo, although I’m still kind of hung up on the way he challenges me. Although I suppose the greater challenge may be getting him to contact me. I still haven’t heard anything. You’d think if he was interested he’d be going crazy to talk to me and would want to at least text a ‘hello’. But then again maybe I’m making too much out of it all.
I have also been thinking more about the first meeting with Fargo. He had my number and had already talked about going to a baseball game before we went to the second bar… so if I hadn’t been trying to act 26 would the outcome have been different?
Would he have asked me out on a date like any ordinary guy? Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have any regrets about it, I just wonder if I had taken a different path, would the outcome be different? I do think whatever is going on, is salvagable, but I’m going to have to be the one to do it.
I need to take a look at the magnet on my fridge again ‘I will not obsess! I will not obsess! I will not obsess!’
Of course I had to dissect all of it with the Coffee Fairy over a strawberry martini at the Cheesecake Factory. Those drinks are dangerously delicious. We’re both a little obsessive, and have a tendency to analyze so it’s great to have someone to help each other with that side of things.
She is also a tiny bit older than I am so she great at helping me keep my sanity when it comes to seeing through what I think is the craziness of being 39 and single. Evidently everything I’m going through is pretty common.
Well that’s a relief… I think?