More Juggling . . .

Ok, since the last post, D. is out of the picture - he has never initiated contact and I'm not about to pursue at this point in time. Money is very tight - lots of beans and rice, pasta and beans, but even that's looking up. I should be getting another interview with different retail giant for Sales Manager positions! The district manager kept repeating, halfway through the interview, I need to get you here. Yea! Almost twice what I make now - I'll be able to pay my bills AND eat! More culinary greats coming soon, hopefully!

Gl did take me out last week, to dinner and then karaoke. T was DJing, and thought he had missed his window of opportunity. I repeated that I'm not going one on one with anyone anytime soon - too much crap in the past, not jumping in only to get hurt again. I had a great time with Gl, though. Conversation was really good, and I had a really good time. He sang the last song of the night, Paint me a Birmingham. Such a danceable song, but since he was singing, I grabbed R, another friend, to dance. Didn't mean to put myself on his radar, but sonehow I did (not a bad thing).

Gl took me home - perfect gentleman - in the door alone by midnite. Good thing, since I had to be at work at 6am! But, there was a problem with G and B - his ex-roommate called the cops and pressed bogus charges, so G picked me up and we went to go get him out. The bail bondsman was cool - I'd never met one before. Back home - finally - a little after 2. Only 3 possible hours for sleep- not a good idea.

So, knowing that J had had a hard day - his grandfather passed that morning (he called when I was out with Gl from outside my apartment) I wanted to touch base with him. I ended going around the corner and picking him up (problems with his bike). Utterly exhausted, when we got back to my place, I was like, we are going upstairs and laying in bed. Silly of me to sleep, but I knew that laying down and resting would be good. So, wrapped up in arms, J and I talked about the day - his and mine - until 5:30, when I took him back to M&M's and headed to work.

Out that night again - all-nighter and I still go out to the tavern to meet up with G! Talked with T a lot that night. Didn't get home till midnite! Then closed at work thrusday night - our district manager was in that day, so I was dressed up. To the tavern after work. Closed it again. Ended up singing (hadn't planned on singing at all) 'Cheater Cheater' directed at G's soon-to-be-ex, because he sang 'I hate you (but I still love you)', but he left right before I sang. :>(( But, it was fun anyway - G and T loved it!

J came over after I got home. He was exhausted. Fell asleep immediately in me arms, holding me tightly. Work on friday 6am again. Rearranged the whole newborn department! In talking with J that thursday night, tho, I told him that I wanted to go out and have fun that friday night, with him. And that another friend wanted us to come over and chill with a fire pit in the early evening. J pretty much blew me off again - the last time he did was the day his grandfather went into the hospital. J ended up going to the viewing, said he was leaving there shortly, and this was at 8p. Well, bored and disappointed, I headed out to the tavern to hang with G.

When I got home at midnite, I stayed up for a bit - another drink, watching stuff I had DVR'd. I texted J that I was disappointed . . . again. Still haven't heard from him.

So, saturday night - closed at work. Home to change and then out to the tavern, hoping that J might be there. He wasn't, but his friend C was. C asked me how J was, and I replied - don't know. Haven't heard from him. He blew me off again. Ball's in his court. And yes, I'm hoping that C ran into him later last night. But still no word from him.

R was there, tho. He came up and chitchated for a bit. He'd been bar hopping, and wanted to continue after the Tavern closed. Sounded like a good idea to me - and I was just looking at R as guy-friend/ drinking buddy. So, we headed to my football haunt and had a couple of drinks. He kissed me - hard. And talked. About Gl and T. And J. I was honest with him and said I won't sleep with Gl or T, but that I am with J. So, we ended up back at his place - and had a pretty good roll in the hay. Don't know if it'll go any further. R's not on my radar to pursue, but definately as a safe buddy and possible drinking partner, who might have some benefits, too.

When I got home - 2ish - I texted G to let her know that I landed at home safe - it's what we do. And - though I'd been very good at not texting J all day since he had never responded to my Friday night text - I texted J, too. I figure I can use the excuse of drunk texting. All I said was 'home safe' and then I sent another one a few minutes later - 'nite'. At this point on sunday morning, I still haven't heard from him.

Extended hours at work tonight, so I'm there till after 10. And then monday, hopefully my phone with ring to schedule interviews with 2 store managers. I so hope that this works out. I'm desparate to earn more money - closer to what I'm truly worth! To be able to go to the grocery store and not count dollars, and to go out and enjoy a few.

Still want J to text or call. And I plan on continuing to get to know Gl and T. But. . . again, more later. (My social life is finally gettin exciting!)

in anycase . . .

slainte . . .

Mulu :>)

Catch up . . .

Ok. . . It's been a while. Life has finally calmed down - I'm not splitting time between two homes anymore. Bad thing is, I've taken up smoking again. But . . . for the past three weeks, since I've been back at my place full-time, I've been able to chill. And go out, spending money I shouldn't spend, but having a blast!

You see, my friend, G., has been having a hard time. Things are done in her marraige, but he's making things difficult nonetheless until she is able to move out in August. So, she's been going out to a local Tavern, and I've been joining her. And, much to her (very happy) surprise, a guy named B. has been talking to her, and he's been treating her like a princess. It's awesome! She deserves it!

Now, about three weeks ago, I had been picked up (literally) by a guy, D., twice! And, he put me on the back of his bike and took me to his place. And all of this was after he INSISTED I put his number in my phone! There was some kissing, then back to pick up my car and back to my place. D. spent the night, and other than kissing and touching, nothing happened. He held me so tight all night long - it was very nice. But I'm still trying to get him to actually call me! Frustrating!

And then, about a week ago, G. and I were out - kareoke at the Tavern and the DJ is just smitten by me. Have to admit, I enjoyed the attention. He bought me a shot so that I would sing. His name is T. He's got my contacts, and he's closer to my type - 49yrs, grown kids. D. is a year younger than me - he graduated a year behind me at my HS, but I didn't know him.

But, on one of those night, I had leaned over to J. and told him that sooner or later, I was going to get his number. So, lets skip forward to last saturday, July 3rd.

I had been home all day - weekend off - started imbibing around 3ish. Made gazspacho, a pasta dish, and fried up some bacon for my baby boy. (I might be vegan, but he's not!) I was feeling pretty good and G. texted me to meet at the Tavern. So, I threw on some proper clothes and head out. This guy M. kept hitting on me - he'd been hitting on me a few nights before, but he wasn't getting the message. He even asked G. and B. if they would double just so I would go out with him!

The Tavern closed, and J. wanted to go out to Bubba's. And I was up for it. So, I climbed on the back of his bike - a Harley soft-tail (I really need to learned more about the different types; I can't tell them a part to save my life!) M. shouted out for me to come back, and talk, and I shouted out, "Sorry. Taking off with J." and we pulled out. M & M rolled with us, because she wanted to go out to Bubba's, too. And when we got there, D. was working the door. J. bought us drinks, and we closed that bar, too! (The Tavern is a neighborhood bar, so it closes at 11:45 sharp. Bubba's has more regular hours, like staying open til 2am.) From there, we headed back to M & M's for a bit, and then J. took me back to get my car and followed me home.

Lots of kissing. Lots of touching. He spent the night. Daugherty loved him! He pounced around 6 am on J. to start playing, and J. played with him! Up at 9:30ish to go out to my folks, and head to the gym with my mom. And J. didn't get my number; I figured he knew where to find me if he wanted. (Plus, after getting my hopes up with D., I didn't want to do that again.)

So, then there was yesterday. July 5th. G.'s son turned 21, and back at the Tavern to celebrate. Her ex-brother-in-law Gl., showed up. Very intriguing. Lots of drinking. Lots of shots - handed my keys to J. (yes, he was also there, but not for the 21st celebration) after the 3rd shot. T. bought me 2 of them - he wanted me to sing. And I did. A few songs.

Gl. asked G. for my number (she gave it to him - yea!). And, he took care of my bar tab - a very pleasant surprise when the lights went up and I went to settle. D. was there for awhile - I teased him about not calling me. He responded, "she texted me to come back, and I did. Isn't that better than a phone call?" He has a point.

J. let me take my keys back - I wouldn't have asked if I didn't feel ok to drive the short distance home. And he said he wouldn't have given them back if he didn't feel that I was ok. So, he followed me home. We stayed up for a little bit, kissing. Watching Buffy. Went to the gas station for smokes. I was getting on the back of the bike when I realized I was barefoot - all he said was, "Keep your feet on the bars." Back home, more Buffy. He started falling asleep in my arms. Finally, around 2ish, I was like, lets go upstairs, to bed. So we did.

And it was nice, to sleep next to someone again. And that's what we did. Sleep. Around 10ish, Daugherty was really begging to go out, so I got up. I told J. he should stay in bed, that I would be back. But he ended up getting dressed and coming downstairs. So he could head to work.

I walked him out to his bike. Another kiss. And then said, "You still haven't gotten my number."

He responded, "It's ok. I know where you live."

So . . . it looks like the single life is looking up! And I'll post the gazspacho recipe a later.

in any case . . .

slainte. . . .

Mulu :>)