I think I’m ready to get out there and start creating some things worth writing about again! I have started to get a little hermit-y lately. It’s been okay – fine, really, because I’ve needed some down time to myself.
But in writing that story that I submitted to the storytelling show, I started thinking about my crazy, exciting days of yore and how I am ready to have some meat to write about again! Yes, MEAT.
I’ve decided to go to an event tonight. It’s at a space that is sometimes a fashion market, sometimes an art gallery, sometimes a venue for charity events and such. Should be a good people watching type situation, and I’m looking forward to it.
However, I was invited by Clint, the Sad Recently Divorced guy with 5 kids. I told him that I would meet him there, so I hope that he doesn’t take that I’m going as his date. But I think he’ll know a lot of people at this event because he’s connected in this social circle. I told him I was going to show up late and meet him there. I’m avoiding going with him, and I’m hoping that I’ll be able to simply be there without being his date.
The dude is pretty relentless when it comes to keeping in contact with me. He’s emailed me several times with funny little photos and Happy Valentine’s messages and hope-you’re-having-a-good-day notes. Sometimes I ignore them, sometimes I send a little acknowledgement back, but I have never replied with anything that should give him the impression that I want to date him.
Regardless, I hope this thing is interesting and maybe a little fun. God knows I’m ready to kick up my heels a bit. The dress code is “dress to impress” – which means that I have no idea what I’m going to wear. I have a fall back cocktail dress, but as far as shoes go I’m very limited because I desperately need a pedicure. No time for that before tonight.
We’ll see how it goes!
In other news, I was saddened and a little surprised this morning when I checked Instagram. Seems the Bulldog has blocked me. Then I checked Facebook. We’re still friends over there, even though I unfollowed him a while back because I couldn’t handle it when we weren’t speaking. Still, I’d check all his social media with embarrassing frequency.
I guess it’s all for the greater good, and hopefully it will help me stop thinking about him with embarrassing frequency. Why do I have such a hard time letting go?
Well, I better go for now. I have a meeting to prep and a team full of crazies to manage.
Happy Thursday!
GS
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