The New M.E. Generation











{September 16, 2009}   The Week That Was 6 – Playing musical beds

Here’s the thing. I had offered Jay to stay at my place and sleep in the sofa if no affordable hotel was found. But, I haven’t confirmed with him the most important detail of this trip: the ‘yes you can come’ confirmation.

Just thinking about it was still giving me the creeps. I was torn out on what to say. I kept going around it in my mind without a conclusion.

I was trying not to give it too much thought when Jay throws me another curve ball.

“Besides visiting and staying with you, as well as doing some water skiing, I was hoping to visit one of the resort locations up north that belongs to the company I worked for. I heard they have a good water sports program and would like to check it out,” said he.

Wait a second here. Jay staying at my place and sleeping on the sofa has a level of safety. Meaning I can close the room door if hell broke loose, or get him a room at a motel if all else fails.

But going to the resort means one thing: I would be sleeping with Jay in the same bed (or do I? Well, if things don’t go ‘as planned,’ I can always switch to the hotel room’s sofa, if there happens to be one.)

“Is there a problem with that?” asked Jay.

“Going, no; what happens inside the room, yes. I mean, what you are saying is that we would both be sharing the room, right?”

“Yes.”

“Yeah, this I was not expecting. I don’t even remember the last time I’ve done something like this, if ever.”

I really didn’t know what to say. I hadn’t given him a definite answer regarding his arrival. But I had offered my sofa for him to sleep. And now he’s adding more ‘activity’ to the itinerary.

In a certain manner, I haven’t said ‘yes’ to anything. OMG! My anxiety keeps rising and it’s getting worse.

I’m still talking to Jay on the phone and he’s waiting for some sort of response from me. “Maybe I can ask one of my girlfriends to come along and get two rooms?”

“If that’s the case, maybe I can find a friend of mine to tag along.”

“It’s just a thought. Please give me some time to think about this.”

“Don’t be scared, I don’t bite,” concluded Jay.

Exactly. I don’t know anything about you. I don’t know what to expect, or not.

Aargh! What I’ve gotten myself into??

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