cancellations, mixed messages, and blasts from the past
well, the past few weeks have been interesting. i almost had three dates, but in the end, didn't have any.
one guy has kids and ended up keeping them longer than expected due to his ex-wife's travel schedule.
in another case, the guy and i mixed our signals -- i thought we were on for sat eve, he thought we were on for sat afternoon. we agreed to reschedule.
lastly, a seemingly promising candidate and i had a plan to meet on monday after he finished a big presentation...but his presentation went so well they invited him to come back and discuss contract terms, project scope, etc., so he had to cancel.
so now i'm out of town for 10 days (greetings from the nation's capitol, by the way). we'll see if any of those happen when i get back.
at least i'll get to see some friends and colleagues on this trip...and maybe even meet a few new folks, who knows, as i conference-hop from here to chicago before returning to SD. we shall see.
i'm also going to use these 10 days to try not to think about the blast from my past who reappeared out of nowhere about a week ago. someone i've never blogged about. the one i thought was "the one." the one who i have attempted to be in a serious relationship with twice now but who has both times pulled the plug because he wasn't able to "do" it -- commit to it, overcome his issues with depression to really be a part of it, let his guard down enough, feel like he deserved to be loved....whatever. while on the surface it is easy to point to those words and say well, obviously, she's smart enough not to go back....it's hard to forget that feeling of connection with someone that, despite my many attempts at dating, i haven't felt in quite a long time. oy vey. i have good memories and bad memories of our time together, but mostly i remember him handing me a glass of wine and making me dinner on friday nights after i'd had a long week of working and being held by the fire while we watched some indie flick. boy do i miss that.
well it's late here. time to go to sleep. and think about other things. ~md
one guy has kids and ended up keeping them longer than expected due to his ex-wife's travel schedule.
in another case, the guy and i mixed our signals -- i thought we were on for sat eve, he thought we were on for sat afternoon. we agreed to reschedule.
lastly, a seemingly promising candidate and i had a plan to meet on monday after he finished a big presentation...but his presentation went so well they invited him to come back and discuss contract terms, project scope, etc., so he had to cancel.
so now i'm out of town for 10 days (greetings from the nation's capitol, by the way). we'll see if any of those happen when i get back.
at least i'll get to see some friends and colleagues on this trip...and maybe even meet a few new folks, who knows, as i conference-hop from here to chicago before returning to SD. we shall see.
i'm also going to use these 10 days to try not to think about the blast from my past who reappeared out of nowhere about a week ago. someone i've never blogged about. the one i thought was "the one." the one who i have attempted to be in a serious relationship with twice now but who has both times pulled the plug because he wasn't able to "do" it -- commit to it, overcome his issues with depression to really be a part of it, let his guard down enough, feel like he deserved to be loved....whatever. while on the surface it is easy to point to those words and say well, obviously, she's smart enough not to go back....it's hard to forget that feeling of connection with someone that, despite my many attempts at dating, i haven't felt in quite a long time. oy vey. i have good memories and bad memories of our time together, but mostly i remember him handing me a glass of wine and making me dinner on friday nights after i'd had a long week of working and being held by the fire while we watched some indie flick. boy do i miss that.
well it's late here. time to go to sleep. and think about other things. ~md
posted by j @ 9:14 PM
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