I got a lot of advice/ribbing from my girlfriends at brunch regarding my non-disclosure of the fact that last Thursday was my actual birthday and I didn’t tell/remind Steve McQueen while we were out on our date. I still say the fact that I’ve been celebrating all month (and actually, most of the year) was good reason not to say anything. Plus, I didn’t want him to feel obligated to make it a “birthday thing” nor did I want him to think I was a big, fat loser for not going out and doing things with my close friends or family on this auspicious occasion.
I got a few questions on PB asking me if I was EVER going to tell him that it was my birthday.
And then this week I thought about how it might never matter because I’d kind of stopped hearing from him after my last entry.
Of course, I panicked inside, thinking one thing or another had happened.
Of course, whenever I think too much about one person, other people come out of the woodwork.
This time around it’s been The Tree. Yes, he’s come back around AGAIN. Remember I told you that he’d been snooping around on my Instagram, “liking” photos here and there.
Well, recently he’s been IM-ing me via Instagram. The first of the direct messages came while I was at the fair with SMcQ. If you’ve read me closely and for a long time, you may remember that The Tree and I went to the fair together last year and we had a spectacular time. I guess he thought that sending me a message while I was at the fair with someone else might get my attention in a big way…
And it did, but not until a couple of days later because it takes me a while to figure out IG messaging for some reason. It doesn’t feel intuitive and I’m always surprised when I find a message in there after clicking around a bit.
ANYWAY. He was telling me alllll about how he’d been thinking about me and yada, yada. Lots of buttering me up, telling me to “forget 50…you are the most beautiful 30 year old I’ve ever seen” kind of stuff.
I’m not sure why he reached out at this time, almost a year to the day from our super fun date at the fair. But if you recall, he comes on so strong and then disappears.
Still, I answered and we went back and forth for a bit. Remember earlier in the year when we went out a few times we got to the point of just about no return on the very last date we had? It got super hot and steamy and the only thing left was to either take it to the bedroom or slow it down? And remember that slowing it down caused him to disappear?
Yeah. I asked him about that. Why does he keep disappearing?
According to him, he wasn’t ready (to fall in love)…and now he is???? And we were doing all of this communication via Instagram messaging, which I thought was so weird that he didn’t ask me to meet him somewhere so we could talk face-to-face or even call me so we could have an actual discussion about such things??
What is this all about?
And it seems that he’s actually cooling off now after this brief flurry of texts because he hasn’t texted much more about it and he certainly hasn’t asked me on a DATE, so I’m guessing that this is still just part of whatever pattern he uses.
UGH.
So after ALL of that, Steve McQueen actually calls on Tuesday evening after work (Halloween) to just kind of check in and to catch up with me and tell me that he’s leaving on a business trip in the morning and will be back on Friday night and to ask me what’s going on this weekend…
And I start telling him about how last weekend my mom and I were going to celebrate our birthdays together, but before I got to the part where I told him my mom was sick last weekend, he interrupted and asked when my birthday was/is, and before I could even get the rest of the words out he was all…”WAIT A MINUTE…IT WAS THE 26th, WASN’T IT?! I can’t believe I didn’t realize it when we were out!”
And a flurry more of words between us about how we’d continue the celebration when he’s back in town and now he knows and all is GOOD!!!
So.
That helped me with the conundrum about how and when I would tell Steve McQueen that my birthday was last Thursday while we were making out on every piece of furniture in his office.
We still don’t have a set DATE to see each other again, so it really puts me back at SQUARE ONE with him, but in a way it also makes me feel better about the fact that I don’t have to slow this train down…he’s doing all the work for me! Heh.
Also guys, I completely blew off Bachelor Party Marty for our Halloween date. We were supposed to go to a concert on Tuesday night. We’ve been talking about it for MONTHS. In fact, we’d sort of been sending sexy texts until recently. Very recently. And even though when the day actually came I was still unsure about what to do, I never heard from him and he never heard from me! I’d purchased tickets about 6 months prior, and just decided to eat them and call it a night.
I know, I thought about going by myself, but I didn’t know that I wanted to go to kind of a weird show on Halloween night. It might have gotten weird.
Plus it was damp and cold and depressing. And I’m now an OLD PERSON! Ha.
So there. The word is out…Steve McQ. knows my birthday so there’s one less thing to obsess about. I wish I could say that I’ll never obsess over things that have to do with him ever again, but I’m actually hoping that I’ll get the chance! It all feels pretty good right now.
Anyway. Tonight I’m going to a Dia de los Muertos tequila tasting and I may regret it. But the good news is, I’m taking tomorrow off to get some shit done. Hopefully, I’ll have some good stories for tomorrow when I sit back down to write.
Gotta roll!
xox,
GS
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