The Undateables 15 – Well, yeah, hey, so, whatever

So that’s what I did. I replied by email a week later thinking he would feel upset for my late response and forget about going out. But, no, he replied rather quickly saying to call him.

I didn’t do it right away. I just didn’t want to come across as desperate. Besides, I wasn’t that excited of going out again. I know many months have passed, but I still had an uneasy feeling about him.

So when I thought it was time, I called and he answered right away (maybe he’s the one who’s desperate). He was also driving and coming back from some event.

“Well, hey, you, what’s up? What have you got to tell me?” asked he.

What is he saying? He doesn’t sound ‘normal’. Definitely not the voice I remember from before.

“Fine,” said I, “just moved south to a new place last weekend.”

“What?? Why the heck did you do that for? Your previous location was great and closer to me.”

“Changes.” (Seriously, it’s not your freaking problem.)

“But, look, man, what, why all the way there?”

“What are you complaining about? It’s done!” (What’s his problem? That this area is not up to his standards?)

He kept rambling on about questioning my move. It sounded to me he had a few too many drinks.

“So, yeah, girl, when are we meeting up?”

“You tell me, you’re the one who contacted me.” (And I’m not into it as we speak.)

“Let’s do a drink or something.”

(More than what you probably have had?) “Sounds fine with me, but now if you want to see me, you have to come this way.”

“Girl, damn, shoot, whoa, you’re making it difficult for me.”

(Why does he have to use so much wording?) “That’s how it goes. Why don’t you come over and then figure out what to do next?” (Like getting yourself together.)

“Yeah, chica, hey, great, what’s your address?”

Maybe this is not such a good idea. Letting him into my space is a risk, but if he gets annoying, out you go!

Yeah, dude, well, this girl rules!

Another cougar moment 15 – Taking the bull

Sometime in the afternoon I get another text message.

‘I’m in town. Wanted to say hello to the most beautiful girl in town.’

‘Who is this Jesse?’

‘YeAh’ (Yeah or ‘yehaa’. Oh no, I have a feeling he’s going to say he wants to see me.

‘How long are you in town for?’

‘Leaving later today unfortunately.’ (Now it’s my turn: yehaa!)

(Hold your horses) ‘After I see you’ texted he.

Instead of getting a bombed dropped on me, I felt instead that I got lassoed. So, how do I take the bull by the horns or, better yet, untangle from this situation?

‘Not at home right now. What time is your flight?’

‘I drove.’ (this sounds so spring break.) ‘I can leave whenever.’

I felt the bull was headed straight at me. ‘I will call you later; not at home.’

‘I would really like to see you.’

No, not again. I mean, I was really not at home and was not going to stop what I was doing to accommodate him, and then he decides to show up at the wee hours of the morning? Forget that!

This is what I’ll do. Later on in the day I will text him back, when he has already left. (I would imagine he would leave at a descent time before dark.) Then he will say he’s already gone, and I will be ‘saved’ instead of turning him down again. (Good enough.)

Besides, even if I had all the time in the world, I don’t think it’s worth the effort to see him. It’s done, over with. He needs to go back home and continue his life.

Hopefully he won’t call, especially while driving, and at a time that’s not 3am.

In The Beginning 11 – Don’t have to get it to get it back

I called Ricky shortly after I returned from my trip. He sounded less than enthusiastic when I did.

“Hey, I’m back. When do you want to do it?”

“Yeah,” he said, “I have to get back to you on that.”

“No problem. Take care.”

He never called back.

I spoke to Madelyn about the two calls. “He first calls in a very good mood, well, buzzed, and when I called him back the second time, he didn’t seem that much interested in speaking with me or his artwork for that matter. I really don’t get him.”

And in her true manner that she have always had, Madelyn asked me the key question of the conversation: “Do you honestly care if you get him or not? I don’t think he ever got you or took the time to genuinely get to know you.”

“At this point, no, I really don’t care about him in any way.”

“So, then, what are you going to do about the artwork? Don’t you think it would be better to return it and completely dissolve any ties with him?”

“Nah, I’m keeping it on the wall. If he calls again, which I think he won’t, and wants it back, no problem, I’ll return it, no hard feelings.

And, no, I don’t think that keeping it here will be negative. Every time I look at it will be like having a reality check of what not to do the next time I get involved with someone else.

I’ve definitely learned my lesson. It’s done, over. Closed the chapter on this one.”

“I hope you’re correct,” concluded Madelyn.

I know why she said that. She has an innate ability to decipher when my experiences have something still pending. And the most incredible thing is that she doesn’t intervene in any way.

She simply lets life take care of that. And life did, in such a way that this experience went full circle and got closed for good.