But you already knew that. Being the train wreck/doormat of a human that I’ve been lately, I hadn’t actually cancelled with TD regarding Friday. In a moment of weakness last Saturday (yes, a whopping 3 whole days after my hopefully final goodbye speech) I asked if he could meet up Friday night if he didn’t already have plans. Uhm, since when do I make ‘reservations’ to see someone an entire week in advance? At the very least, I had set that as my deadline to pull my head out of my ass. As we all know I waffled back and forth on whether or not I could actually tell him to fuck off and stick to it. His brilliant engineering mind told me to take 2 weeks to decide. As if. Anyway, I had collected all of his things from my house and was wavering between just dropping the stuff off at his house when he wasn’t home, or actually meeting up with him on Friday to give him everything. And tell him that I was done. As I was still deciding which to do I got an e mail from him. Stating that 2 of his (shitty) friends had invited him to happy hour on Friday and he hoped I understood ‘how important it was for him to meet with these guys’. As if it were a job interview or once in a lifetime event. TD has always had this thing about thinking he needs more/better male friends. He does. The ones he has kinda suck. These 2 for friday are a couple of the more sucky ones. So while he’s telling me that they are more important than meeting with me, I am thanking him for making my decision that much easier.
So I Hadn’t Actually Cancelled….. May 5, 2012