All dressed up and nowhere to go. Pretty sure I’ve been stood up.
So now that I’ve admitted that, I guess it’s time to get over it. No tears shed. I am bummed as it would have been my first date since my divorce, which would have been a nice hurdle to jump no matter the outcome.
Today, we talked on and off for an hour, like real people on the phone, not texting. Made tentative plans to do something. And he says his work called. It’s been over an hour. Maybe it’s legit, maybe he’s taking an easy way out. Only time will tell.
QUE SERA, SERA. I’m putting my PJs on and going to eat frozen yogurt in front of the TV. I’m not removing my makeup, it looks too good. (much better in person:) )
PS – at least this is at the end of a 50/50 year. I know 2015 has to be better.