Oh man. My boundary-o-meter is going off...trying not to make more of it than it is.

I tried canceling but Fella is not catching the drift. So. I'll be cooking 'something very simple and will probably not be the most sparkling of company.'

If you didn't say straight out that you would like to reschedule for [insert your preferred night, here], you can't blame the man for not reading your mind. If I had a date scheduled, and then didn't feel well and didn't sleep, but liked the guy enough for a second date, I'd add the details about not sleeping and feeling lousy, but that's personal style.

Well, you can blame him in the sense that you're free to think whatever you want, but he may have just thought you were making conversation. Look how often we all come in here saying our asses ache.

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Trudy, did the copies work ok?

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If I had a date scheduled, and then didn't feel well and didn't sleep, but liked the guy enough for a second date, I'd add the details about not sleeping and feeling lousy, but that's personal style.

This is actually exactly what I said. Adding in that I hadn't really slept all week. Totally not his fault, obviously. Just me being distracted and suffering from self-imposed stress.

His response was that he didn't sleep well either...but he feels fine.

I think he's just so excited that we are hitting it off so well that he wasn't really thinking.

Also, our next possible option, if he does not come to the party tomorrow night (I think he's teaching a class) would be next Thursday.

That seems like too long, even for my aching ass.

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This is actually exactly what I said. Adding in that I hadn't really slept all week. Totally not his fault, obviously. Just me being distracted and suffering from self-imposed stress.

Yeah, but that's the detail. Did you start out with, or add in somewhere that you want to reschedule? If not, I am more inclined to see his continued interest in keeping tonight's date as more compliment than boundary crossing.

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You know what, then? Go for it. Make something quick and easy, hit the couch, maybe throw on a movie or SciFi Friday or something, and enjoy yourself.

If not, I am more inclined to see his continued interest in keeping tonight's date as more compliment than boundary crossing.

Yeah, I'm with Cindy.

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You are exactly right Cindy. Boundary was the wrong word. Since this is the first actual connecting with someone on this level in longer than I can remember, I'm having trouble figuring out how to make things fit.

While it is tremendously complimentary (and I told him so), it's also scary to me. Maybe I won't be able to do it...ya know?

And yep. Hitting the couch is exactly what we'll do. That might actually be nice. But still odd for me. I take care of myself. Having someone around when I don't feel well is...different.

What I have going for me is that the vendors in Eastern Market know me well. All I have to do is walk through and say 'gimme sumpin' good' and tbey'll hook me up.

I think my head is just spinning.

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That's just the double posting making you dizzy, Beej.

I hope you feel better (physically and courage-wise) by tonight, and end the evening glad you didn't cancel the date.

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{{{Aimee}}} Blahs suck.

Cindy, I'm glad the attack passed. Do you know what brought it on? I hope they're getting fewer and farther apart.

W-2's just came in the mail. Looks like I'll be doing taxes this weekend. Which, while not fun, makes me happy that I'll have it taken care of before the baby comes. Unless it puts me into labor.

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{{Jon}} I am so sorry for your loss. Peace and love to you and your family.

Beej, glad the date went well, but not glad you're feeling ookie today.

{{Cindy}} I'm sorry you're having a difficult day.

I'm having a kinda difficult day, myself. I had the most vivid dream last night that my dad died. He's not well, and frankly, if he makes it through this year I'll be surprised, but this was too much. There was one part that was a montage of him laying in bed and I saw him as the healthy, vital man he was before his strokes and then he morphed into what he looks like now and then into what, I imagine, his corpse would look like.

I woke up sobbing and haven't been able to shake it.

I did call him a few minutes ago and he's fine, but still. shivers

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