(Almost) Six
Friday late afternoon I got a phone call from CL Guy. We chatted a bit, he said he’s super busy with work, and asked if I wanted to grab a beer that night. I said sure and he said he’d call me when he left. So, I rushed home, washed my hair, did my makeup, and found something cute to wear. He called, saying he was on his way, but was exhausted so it would probably just be one drink then he’d go home. No problem here. But knowing he was so beat–I could hear it in his voice–I asked if he’d rather reshedule. Nah, he said. Just a drink. Ten minutes later, he called and said he was just too tired, needed to stay home, and would call me next week.
Now, I admit I was a little pissed and slightly rude to him on the phone when he cancelled. I knew he was tired but I even gave him an out by asking if he wanted to do it another day. Plus, he initiated the whole thing. On the other hand, I also know he had to be on set at 5:00 a.m. and has been working like a madman this whole week, so I felt badly for being bitchy on the phone. I left him a voicemail apologizing.
We spoke this morning and he apologized for making plans and cancelling and I again said I was sorry for being bitchy. It’s all good.
In the meantime, I’m supposed to chat with two potential Jdates this weekend. Hopefully at least one will turn into a date. A normal date.