Notes on my previous entry are brill, thank you!
I may be starting to calm down a bit from all of the excitement of my Tuesday night make-out festival with The Tree.
I read all of the notes, got more advice from real life friends, and let my lips start to heal.
I’d decided to go along with the dinner-at-his-house date tonight, but to have an upfront discussion if it started to lead to the bedroom. I’m absolutely not in a place where I can fall for someone right now (or even get naked in front of them for that matter, but that’s a whole other neuroticism of mine).
I even made another casual Tinder date with someone else for last night just to maybe get my head on a little straighter and gain more perspective on the situation.
But last night’s date asked for a rain check at around 5 pm.
And I didn’t hear any sweet nothings from The Tree (he’s been sending me regular texts telling me how beautiful I am and how he can’t wait to see me…).
I’ve been exhausted for some reason all week and have been going to bed around 9 pm (except for Tuesday night, which I guess I’m still recovering from), and because my date cancelled last night, I was in bed right at 9 and asleep right after.
I woke in the middle of the night and looked at my phone (bad habit, but whaddyagonnado?), and there was a text from The Tree telling me he’d just found out that he has to watch his son, Tree Jr. tomorrow night and asking me if I was free for Saturday.
I’m not, of course. I have a black tie event to attend - yay! So I waited until this morning to tell him that I’m busy and that maybe we can figure something else out…
He just wrote me back, apologizing and that yes, we can work something else out.
I think I’m coming back down to earth with regards to the reality of the situation. He’s not my Prince Charming coming to take me away on a white steed. He’s a normal guy with a kid and the same issues we all have…though he may have a higher sex drive and a gigantic member if he’s proportionate. ;)
Anyway. We’ll see what happens. I’m not holding my breath, but I’m hopeful.
In other news, I had a really weird dream last night. I dreamt that SexyPants invited me to his new house, and for some strange reason I went - under the assumption that his new fiancée wasn’t there/didn’t know that I was there. When I got over to his house, there were children running around (hers), and after we talked for a bit, she walked into the room where we were and I got surprised and left.
Later, I went to a party where a fashion show was going to be taking place, and my friend Cindy was styling a model. When the woman came into view, I saw that it was SP’s new fiancée. I panicked and started verbally going off on my friend, asking her how she could possibly work with this ugly piece of shit, horrible, terrible, awful, slutty, gross person! I went on and on in front of this chick, who became visibly agitated. I knew she was going to do something to me, so I moved over into this other area of the event.
There were some other entertainers there, and I decided to try to help out one of the entertainers with his stunt, which involved hanging/balancing somehow like a trapeze or something (hard to describe). But as he was performing his act, I saw SP’s fiancée again and she was walking towards me, and I panicked again and did something to make the performer fall!
Everybody was mad at me!
And then I woke up.
Am I officially a weirdo?
xo,
GS
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