So operation ‘act like it’s not your birthday, but hope to god you’re not stuck alone’ came into serious jeopardy yesterday. I had it all worked out. I was going to the movies and lunch with a friend of mine and then to happy hour with another friend of mine. Well friend #2 messaged me yesterday wanting to know if we could push back happy hour until the following Monday. Crap! Er, well, what was I going to say? No, you have to meet me on this Monday? So I did what I always do and agreed. And immediately started panicking. I don’t think there is a lamer day of the week to be stuck with a birthday than on a Monday. Mondays just suck. All the way around and no one wants to actually go do stuff on a Monday. Boo. Last year my birthday was on a Monday so in all fairness, this year it should have been on a Tuesday. Stupid leap year. Thanks for that.
Anyway, I still had lunch and a movie and since I quit my ‘clean eating/no drinking’ bullshit of a diet today, I figured I could just keep myself liquored up enough not to notice that I was alone that night. Until a friend of mine saved the day. This friend and I text just about every day. Sometimes just for a quick ‘hope you’re having a good day’ and sometimes for hours. About lots of stuff. This friend doesn’t want anything from me other than friendship. Kinda nice not having to wonder/worry about ulterior motives. I hadn’t heard from this friend on Monday or Tuesday so sent a quick text saying that I hope the week was off to a great start and that I missed our little ‘chats’. I got an instant reply that this friend missed me too and was just worried about being a bother. Uh hello? I’ve got nothing else going on in my life, what could you possibly be bothering? Anyway, this friend asked if I wanted to meet up next week. Yey, love to. Sadly, the only night that this friend has open is Monday. YEY me! I now have plans again on Monday night! I’m so flippin’ happy. Now while this friend doesn’t have a clue that Monday is my birthday, I think it’s just awesome how it turned out. So lunch and a movie with Michelle it is. And then 5pm meet up with ……… TallDark. 🙂
If there’s one good thing that I can see clearly about as an upside to Webster being a fucking idiot douchebag loser (how’d that sound? convincing?), is that if we were, in fact still seeing each other, I wouldn’t have met TallDark and ya’ know what? He’s turning out to be a really good friend. Period. Nothing more, nothing less. He told me that he hasn’t come close to being on a date since we went out 3 weeks ago and that he’s very happy being single and doesn’t know that he wants a relationship. And I was fine with that! Yey for me not having to try to fool myself that I don’t want to date someone when I really do! Yey for really cute, really sweet, really good guy friends!