November 3, 2002 11:10 a.m.
Having the DT's for CT...
For the first time in 6 weeks, I didn't get to see my new fella. He had plans to go back to his hometown to visit his family for the weekend.
Sigh....
So it appears that I've got the DT's and am in serious withdrawal.
What the hell is wrong with me?? I saw him less than 72 hours ago.
We went out Thursday night, since we wouldn't be seeing each other and it was awesome. We went to see a movie and then stopped for a quick pint that lasted 3 1/2 hours. I have so much fun with him doing nothing that I seem to want to do nothing all the time now. But I'm still keeping the 'space thing' going - I have no desire to push.
It's 3 days. I haven't seen him for 5 days before and I haven't missed him all that much. So what I'm thinking is that it's probably the fact that he's in a different state. It makes it seem all the farther - seeing as I know he's not just 1 mile away. Right? That has to be it - doesn't it?
Anyway...he'll be back soon. I think in like 7 hours and 24 minutes. Give or take a few.
Meanwhile, I'm heading out to visit with friends and watch some football games. It'll take my mind off him for a bit. Well, unless of course the Cowboys game is on. If they win, then I know he'll be in an awesome mood. But, if they do poorly, I'll think of him cringing.
Happy or not - let's just hope he stops over on his way home.
Not that I care or anything. I mean...whatever. He can do what he wants. No worries. I'm easy-breezy girl.
But I might wear something nice just in case.
Maybe straighten up a bit.
Light some candles.
Put some beers in the fridge.
You know, just in case.
Post-Script....Monday, November 4th
He stopped by last night...For some reason, I seemed to smile a lot today.