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I’ve Sure Enjoyed The Rain, But I’m Looking Forward To The Sun

Well, MotorcycleInstructor called me back last night and again today. We talked a little more about what went wrong. I said, “Look, I just felt like if any woman told me the same details of what went on with me and you, I would tell her that the guy she is dating clearly has a girlfriend.” He laughed. But then he said, “I don’t have a girlfriend. I’m talking to my girlfriend now.” Typical of me, instead of addressing that, I change the subject to something stupid like, “Sammy’s eating a rawhide.” I’m a moron.

As I was thinking about what I was going to write for this blog, he called me. He’s on his way home from a bike night at some bar. I asked if he was drunk, and he said he wasn’t, and that being drunk was my department. Yes it is. Now that we have our roles somewhat straightened out, I again begin giving him a hard time about the whole thing. He said he had these plans to wash my car, wash the dog, take me to dinner, all to make up for it, but that I wouldn’t return his calls. For the record, I don’t believe all that nonsense. The rest of the conversation goes like this:

Me: “Fine, let’s go to dinner.” (It would be like, gasp, a real date.)
Him: “Ok, but you know you have some making up to do too.”
Me: “What?”
He repeats.
Me: “Ok, let’s get our cards on the table. What do you want?”
Him: “You mean with you and me?”
Me: “Yes.”
Him: “Um, what do you want?”
Me: “Oh no way, I asked you first.”
Him: “I’m thinking about that baby.”
Me: “Ok, I’m waiting.”
Him: “I’m at 7/11. Can I order my hot dog and call you back?”
Me: (giggling) “Of course.”

It’s a big decision that he has to make. He knows that when he calls back, whatever he says will be the determining factor of what happens with us. And, gasp, should he not call me back at all tonight, which of course wouldn’t be totally out of the realm of possibilities for him, well, then he’s officially done in my life. And that would be with good reason. Shit, I almost want to DARE him to not call back. The wrath of a Greek Woman is not one many want to face.

Ok. It’s later. He called back. We’re on the phone now. We’re discussing what each of us wants. He said he likes me, wants to get to know me better and develop it into a relationship. He asked me how I felt and if I could see myself with him. I said “Yes.” And he was like, “Really? Why?” So I went through some of my reasons, which made him question the quality of man I’ve dated in the past. I KNOW, I KNOW, THEY ARE ALL ASSHOLES.

He said that he’s happy about the fact that my brother and sister-in-law were in his corner and rooting for him, and that they count the most because they are family. Then he said about my brother, “He sounds pretty cool. I would like having him for a brother in law one day.” Again. I. Was. Speechless. These statements shock me so much that I’m like, stuck and I can’t talk or say the 754 things running through my head.

All in all it was a good conversation, obviously.

1 Comment

  1. Anonymous

    Hi, it’s me, Luvr. I have to meet Jeff. My head is spinning from all of the starting and stopping. The brother-in-law thing was a weird thing to say given the facts of your (non) relationship. He’s calling you his girlfriend but then says he wants to get to know you better so you can maybe have a relationship. Does he even know what he wants? And, for the record, I have never seen you drunk. As I’ve complained before, you are not a drinker. I should know!


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