I shouldnt have gone to Dallas last weekend:
10. The rather odd invitation to the wedding reception. Super T. invited me to be his date and stay with him for the weekendafter all we have (but more importantly, havent )been through together.
9. My lateness. Was so incredibly late to work on Friday that I only spent an hour there before I had to leave for the airport (supposed to be a ½ day). Yikes. Not smart when I know Im being watched closely.
8. The phone call on the way to the airport. Super T. called to tell me that he was going to have to multitask while I was there because the owner of the house where he was living was coming home rather unexpectedly on Sunday. As in, moving back in. Which meant that he was going to have to um pretty much pack his shit on Saturday night.
7. The awkwardness. Man, was it weird pulling up to Super Ts place. He was waiting outside for me and greeted me with a peck on the lips and a nice little hug. It was all really, really sweet until I realized that he pretty much expected to make up for lost time the second I stepped inside. Um. No.
6. The alcohol I had to consume before making up for lost time. Okay, this part was actually quite fun. The weather was amazing on Friday, and we went to sit out on the patio of one of our old haunts. We finally started to get reacquainted and I managed to relax a bit.
5. The date itself. The reception was stunningly gorgeous and could have been incredibly fun had Super T. not left me to fend for myself most of the night. I havent lived in Dallas for two and a half years now. I didnt know anyone but Super T. And though I really enjoyed all of Super Ts friends and their wives and girlfriends, it would have been nice to at least get a dance in without Super T. running off with all of his buddies this way and that. The band was fantastic, by the way. And every guy there was strikingly handsome. And flirty. Okay, Im glad he left me to my own defenses.
4. The visit to my parents. It was Super Ts suggestion, and that made me squishy, but the visit itself was weird and uncomfortable. Sometimes I just want to scream, You dont have to interview him, Mom and Dad. I dont really want to keep him.
3. My stomach issues. I was sick on Saturday night. Not sure exactly what made me pukey, but I was. Quite attractive to Super T, Im sure.
2. The baseball game on Sunday. Oh, didnt I mention? He had to play baseball on Sunday morning. Yeah, well he didnt either until after Id made all of my travel arrangements. To add insult, he didnt invite me to go after Id just assumed that I was invited.
1. The sex: only so so. And that makes me sad. And frustrated.
*edit*–come to think of it, he fell asleep on me…during! Not sad, no! I don’t even know the word for it.
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