Or something like that. Cheryl, one of my lovely (and apparently bored) followers has asked for an update on Mr. Met In Person. As I try my best to oblige (and really have nothing better to do), here ya’ go!
I met Mr. In Person well, in person. Duh. We had a great talk and really hit it off. He asked for my number, I got all giddy and ridiculous and thought how awesome it was for someone to ask, in person, for my number rather than going through the angst and potential disaster of meeting someone from online. Yey me.
He then proceeded to not call me. Super. Once we finally did connect, he asked me out. Yippeee! However, it took us several tries for us to get our schedules in sync. He works ridiculously long hours and is very VERY set in his schedule. Although I’m a busy gal as well and often escape out of town on weekends, I tried my best to accommodate his limited availability.
We went out several times and really seemed to hit it off. He’s a GOOD guy. Good enough that I sort of forgave his admittedly shit-show of a personal life and ‘situation’ with his not yet to be ex wife. Oopsie, he kinda forgot to tell me that fun tidbit until last week. He still shares a house with his not yet ex wife and their son. As ridiculous as that sounds to me, I do have friends that have done the same thing for the perceived benefit of their child. While I don’t agree with this and feel that people don’t give their kids enough credit for ‘knowing what’s going on’, it’s not my place to say, I’m not a mom.
Anyway, he tells me all the complicated ins and outs of his personal and work life and I decided, because I’m the queen of bad decisions and giving people the benefit of the doubt, that I can deal with this. We’d been out several times at that point (all oddly odd times as his schedule truly sucks and he is unwavering in his ‘norm’). We spoke a little about the upcoming weekend that I would be in town and that he wouldn’t have his son with him. I was very much looking forward to spending some quality time with him as all our prior dates were pretty much 2 hours long. Exactly. We hadn’t spoken about any specific plans for the weekend, but I let him know that I was looking forward to it and he replied in kind.
We spoke a bit about my vacation home as well and how I would love to take him there at some point in the future as it is in a place that he hasn’t been in 10 years and was looking forward to going back to. Look at us proceeding at a normal (whatever that is) pace!
I was in said vacation place Saturday when I received his excited text telling me that he was planning a trip to said town the following weekend. The weekend that we had talked about my need to be at home and how much I was looking forward to seeing him. IN town. He said he hoped I would be able to join him in said vacation locale and that he already booked a hotel. Uhm, wait. First of all, I own a place there, on the beach. As he neither knows what part of the beach or even the general location of my place, how did he know where to book a hotel? Why wouldn’t he wait to talk to me and coordinate a weekend that we could both be there? Why, after 10 years of not being there, did he have to go right then and there? Of course, I didn’t say any of these things to him.
What I did say was that I couldn’t get out-of-town that next weekend and that I was sad that he chose the weekend we had already spoken about doing something in our home town together to travel and that I had been looking forward to being his tour guide when we did make it to said vacation destination. What I got in return was a 9 part text message explaining that our schedules are apparently too conflicting and that he doesn’t have the time, or inclination to pursue a romantic relationship right now. What. The. Fuck. I am quite certain that if I had said that I could drop everything and be at the whim of his stupid spur of the moment ridiculousness, I wouldn’t have gotten said break up text, but as I live in reality, that’s not what happened. I am sad, mad, disappointed and a bit astounded that he did this. It makes absolutely no sense to me.
A fun little aside is the entire text message thing. He hates text messaging. I am of the mind that text message is for short little ‘nothing’ messages (hi, how are you? thinking of you, have a good day, etc…) and NOT for any sort of serious conversations. We actually had this conversation on Tuesday when we last saw each other. He agreed. And he still opted to break up with me via text……awesome.