Sunday, February 22, 2009
Long Distance Dating
It is not easy having a long distance relationship. Now one could say that the Bull & I really aren't long distance--DC really isn't that far away. But it really is--we really only see each other once a week because of our schedules so that kinda sucks..that gives me a lot of time to think--and that my friends can be a bad thing for me...& because we'd been apart for two weeks, my inner crazy went a little bit haywire. Instead of the whole "absence makes the..." thing, I was busy thinking things like "O--this is over, & we are on the outs"...I can be such a twit. I'm not really sure what I was worried about. Of course never let it be said that he makes our relationship easy--all day Saturday I don't hear from him & when I called he never picked up--so of course that fueled the inner crazy even more. If it weren't for my next door neighbor & my BFF(A)(formerly BFF (1), I think I would've gone off into loo-loo ville. Actually, my BFF said she was counting the lights on Reisterstown Rd until we got to our first wine tasting--she kept saying that she needed to get some wine in me so I could relax--boy was she right. By the time we left for the 2nd tasting, I was much less crazed & was thinking that maybe not having the Bull around might be preferable to my crazy dance. In fact, my head was clear enough, or maybe not, to decide that there were three really decent wines to buy: 7 Deadly Zins, a nice Septima Malbec, & petite shiraz by Dancing Coyote.
We arrive to our second tasting & the Bull calls--by this time the edge is off & I'm able to kid him about his behavior so he knows I'm not going to jump down his throat. It was a good thing because everyone knows that crazy women do not go over well in relationships. I can only blame it on hormonal imbalances & the fact that I was feeling a little beat up anyway--work on Friday was not good & I think it took even more of a toll on me than I had thought. We hang up--he's on his way & I tell him to call when he gets to my exit. BFF(A) & I go into the wine shop & begin our Italy wine tour. The Bull is now texting me about why he didn't call all day & tells me that he overdid it Friday night so he had been very tired all day & didn't feel like getting going. Which makes complete sense to me--since that is his typical behavior--I just don't like it at my expense. He says he's on the Baltimore beltway & to let him know where I am. We continue tasting & move on to the beers. We were talking to the cute guy serving beers & I was just texting that we were still at the wine store when there is a tap on my shoulder. I turn around & there he is & all my angst is forgotten--I am truly a wuss. All I can think is that I really missed him & was glad he was there. It was a very cute reunion--major points earned for showing up at the wine store.
I did talk to the Bull about his behavior though & he did say he wouldn't do it again--I told him that although I appear tough on the outside, I am quite mushy inside & get easily hurt--so stop it. We had a wonderful dinner at the Helmand to celebrate that the Bull got a new job...yes--good news in this horrible economy--the Bull will start tomorrow & it appears that all is well between us as he will be staying all weekend next week. But the roller coaster ride continues & my deadline is looming. I still can't decide what to do....