baileythorne (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} baileythorne) wrote,@ 2007-11-05 20:13:00 |
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last week was full of people
Monday was my step-sister's birthday. I had dinner at my dad's with all the sisters except one, and 3 of the 6 nephews. My dad is really showing his age. Glad I live close enough to be able to do this on short notice. Went to the gym after I had dinner.
Tuesday I had dinner with a woman who grew up next door to me. We weren't friends growing us... too big of an age difference. But we are friends now and I enjoyed dinner.
Wednesday I got a call from my friend affectionately know as the "Swedish Stud". He's a diver working on offshore rigs. Met him at Janus many years ago and he calls me just to touch base every few months. I wasn't in the mood to talk. But as usual, he put a smile on my face with that Swedish drawl and I promised to call him next time - and not wait 4 months. Went to the gym Wednesday too.
Thursday, TangoCrush(TC) called and was frantic. He had out-of-town company spending the night and had just found out. He wanted help with some cleaning before they arrived. But I had plans. The fellow I gave 50 stackable chairs to had offered to take me to dinner at Brasa. I'd heard about this place and I really wanted to check it out.
I met my date at Brasa and ran into two other men I knew - both from the coffee shop I hang out at some weekends. I made introductions all around... and one of the fellows informed my date that I was a "cynical girl". Maybe he's right. In any case dinner was great and the conversation was interesting. My date is married, I think, so this was nothing more than making a friend. But that means a lot to me these days.
From there I went to tango class. And TC asked me to follow him home and see about some last minute cleaning. We arrived and his guests were already at his house. So we all went out to dinner. He's easy about introducing me to his friends. I like that. And I have a new favorite restaurant near where I live: http://bellamonica.com/. His friends were nice and welcoming, though a bit confused when they asked why he was going to Atlanta for the weekend and I said "To pick up hot chicks". They must have thought we were more than friends & my comments bizarre. When I went to pick up Buddy on Friday TC said they really liked me. I'm guessing I'll never see them again.
Friday I left work early, helped TC for about an hour unloading a trailer, and picked up Buddy for the weekend. I tagged all the items I wanted to sell at the TMG Holiday Faire and went to bed early.
Saturday, I worked the Faire, made less than $10 an hour on the sale of the "stuff" - but was glad it was gone.
I had a date but he sent me a txt message on my phone to cancel. I wasn't feeling very social & I'd left Buddy in his cage too much of the day. So I made dinner, snuggled up with the dog & went to bed.
I have a full life. I have friends and I'm making new ones.
But all of this is just marking time when there's no passion. I feel numb most days. Content, but numb. And staying this busy makes it easy to ignore.
Monday was my step-sister's birthday. I had dinner at my dad's with all the sisters except one, and 3 of the 6 nephews. My dad is really showing his age. Glad I live close enough to be able to do this on short notice. Went to the gym after I had dinner.
Tuesday I had dinner with a woman who grew up next door to me. We weren't friends growing us... too big of an age difference. But we are friends now and I enjoyed dinner.
Wednesday I got a call from my friend affectionately know as the "Swedish Stud". He's a diver working on offshore rigs. Met him at Janus many years ago and he calls me just to touch base every few months. I wasn't in the mood to talk. But as usual, he put a smile on my face with that Swedish drawl and I promised to call him next time - and not wait 4 months. Went to the gym Wednesday too.
Thursday, TangoCrush(TC) called and was frantic. He had out-of-town company spending the night and had just found out. He wanted help with some cleaning before they arrived. But I had plans. The fellow I gave 50 stackable chairs to had offered to take me to dinner at Brasa. I'd heard about this place and I really wanted to check it out.
I met my date at Brasa and ran into two other men I knew - both from the coffee shop I hang out at some weekends. I made introductions all around... and one of the fellows informed my date that I was a "cynical girl". Maybe he's right. In any case dinner was great and the conversation was interesting. My date is married, I think, so this was nothing more than making a friend. But that means a lot to me these days.
From there I went to tango class. And TC asked me to follow him home and see about some last minute cleaning. We arrived and his guests were already at his house. So we all went out to dinner. He's easy about introducing me to his friends. I like that. And I have a new favorite restaurant near where I live: http://bellamonica.com/. His friends were nice and welcoming, though a bit confused when they asked why he was going to Atlanta for the weekend and I said "To pick up hot chicks". They must have thought we were more than friends & my comments bizarre. When I went to pick up Buddy on Friday TC said they really liked me. I'm guessing I'll never see them again.
Friday I left work early, helped TC for about an hour unloading a trailer, and picked up Buddy for the weekend. I tagged all the items I wanted to sell at the TMG Holiday Faire and went to bed early.
Saturday, I worked the Faire, made less than $10 an hour on the sale of the "stuff" - but was glad it was gone.
I had a date but he sent me a txt message on my phone to cancel. I wasn't feeling very social & I'd left Buddy in his cage too much of the day. So I made dinner, snuggled up with the dog & went to bed.
I have a full life. I have friends and I'm making new ones.
But all of this is just marking time when there's no passion. I feel numb most days. Content, but numb. And staying this busy makes it easy to ignore.
