I Awakened A Sleeping Beast!

Two weeks ago a childhood friend ran into my high school sweetheart. She talked to him for 2 hours and was happy to hear that he's starting to get his life together. She's always rooted for us, so of course she told me that I should give him a call sometime. After a week passed, I still wouldn't do it, so she called, but from my cell phone. He was asleep, but because she didn't leave a name, he called asking for me.

Tuesday: Awakened from a nap to see that he called me four times in 2 minutes.

Wednesday: He called to make sure that I was available so that he could go to the store and call when he returned.

Then he called me 5 mins. later and talked for two hours. He had to get off the phone to fix a drain, so he said he would call back.

Five minutes later he called and talked for another 2 hours!!!

And when I say 'he talked', HE talked. He basically told me everything that happened to him during the last five years. I probably spoke for a total of 5 minutes. And he said that he would call me again today!

Of course we reminisced a little, which wasn't that bad, but I had to be careful to not sound like I missed those times. The few things our friends said about us came up (how we'll probably end up with each other) and we both said that that wasn't an option right now. But I think he said it to save face.

Talking to him completely turned me off. I just wanted to open the communication lines, but he was too excited for me. I haven't been attracted to him for about 10 years now, but talking to him ruined everything. It's like being interested in someone from afar, then when you finally meet them and they open their mouth, they ruin it.

The big thing I'm worried about now is my girlfriends party Saturday. He'll be there and I'm afraid that he'll be in my face all night.

*sigh*

This just brings to mind what my grandmother used to say: be careful what you wish for. It just might come true.

Patience Is A Virtue

I'm very embarrassed to tell this story, but I will anyway.

For the past few weeks I noticed a weird sound coming from my car. It was a light clicking noise from my tire and kind of sounded like it was flat. I dismissed the sound until last Saturday night.

After a long night of clubbing and driving around the city, I made a hard right 2 blocks away from home and something happened. My alignment was off. One of my passengers said that the problem was my axle. After trying to at least push the car to the curb, the tire looked as if it was hanging by a thread and wouldn't budge. I had to leave it on the most deserted block in the neighborhood.

When my mom mentioned the situation to my sister, she offered the services of her friend who owns a tow truck. He picked up my car Monday morning and took it to the mechanic.

After jiggling the tire, it came off and 3 lug nuts fell out. The other was broken. He asked if my brakes gave out at any point (which they didn't) and told me that I was very lucky to have not been hurt because the tire could've fell off while driving or my brakes could've given out. I asked him what caused the damage and he said, 'Your tire was installed improperly.' Of course I didn't tell him that I did it because I was embarrassed enough.

In the end, I was very lucky. I could've been hurt, stranded, or had to pay hundreds of dollars to fix my mistake.

The lesson for today is: be patient.

On the Road Again

I decided to start my meds again, but because I missed too many appointments, I had to start from scratch and go through in-take.

In'take wasn't bad, but sitting in front of an evaulator and listing my symptoms flooded me with emotions I hadn't dealt with in months. I made it through with no problems, but now Ihave to wait over a month for more drugs.

Oh well, At least I made it through step one.