Last night was quite enjoyable. It was the first time I felt at home in Albuquerque. A group of us went to a brewery to see a bluegrass band play for New Year's Eve. The band turned out to be quite good and a very friendly group of guys.
It was actually kind of funny because I'd seen two of them earlier in the day. I went to a coffee shop down the street from my house to have brunch and read a book. A woman and a guy were singing and playing guitar and fiddle. I struck up a conversation with the woman and she seemed really sweet. I noticed she was with two men but didn't really speak to them. When I arrived at the brewery I recognized the two men! So I went and introduced myself to them and a bit later the woman I had chatted with showed up.
Not only did I see some objectively good music, but I met a couple of new friends! Hooray for making my own friends and not meeting people through the biblically named guys I'm dating.
Friday, December 31, 2010
So my last two forays into romantic relationships ended rather poorly. One guy, biblically named, told me he just wasn’t all that excited about me and the other one, also biblically named, informed me he was getting back together with his ex. Needless to say I’ve been feeling a bit jaded. I mean really, I’m supposed to do the dumping not the other way around.
Immediately after biblically named man numero dos ditched me, I decided that the year 2011 would only see me as a single woman. You, dear readers, are here to help hold me to it.
Of course, hardly a week after making this decision, I am asked out. I had parked my Honda Fit, Fiona, at an airport lot and was riding the shuttle back to pick her up. A guy on the shuttle noted that I was wearing snow boots and asked me where I was coming from. We chatted while the driver guided the shuttle through traffic.
As he was exiting the shuttle, the guy asked if I would like to continue the conversation over coffee. Now let me tell you, I haven’t been asked out this forwardly in quite some time. I was flattered, but in my head I shouted, “Be strong! Say no!” I then awkwardly blurted out, “I’m not allowed to date right now.” Brilliant. The guy made an odd face and said, “That’s an interesting way to put it.” Fantastic. This whole staying single thing was off to a great start.
Happy New Year! Here’s hoping 2011 treats us well.