I sometimes wonder what in the world is the matter with me. As expected Bruno didn't call to let me know what his schedule was or when he might show up. I thought about it for a couple of days and then emailed him saying, "I just love a man of his word, NOT, and what was going on. I got an immediate reply saying "soon,"what the hell did that mean. I emailed back that that was a very obtuse answer and he phoned right away. He obviously shared my email with his crew as he said none of them knew what obtuse meant....ah, construction guys. At least Bruno did.
Now I know the man is a workaholic and he isn't doing nothing. The phones were ringing and the men were asking questions as he was trying to talk to me. Seems there was a change in architectural plans and it required more days and more time on his part. I know I'm down on the totem pole and his plate is very full. When he knows I'm pissed he responds, but it takes that to get him to respond.
I had told him before that anyone that wanted to be with him had to have a life or their own and I do, but sometimes I get enough of being sans Bruno and I let him know I'm not pleased when he promises a phone call and it doesn't happen. I needed to know what he was up to so I could plan my week. I don't want him to think I'm sitting around waiting for him, I'm not, but I do want to see him and I need to know what's up.
He said he would be back in town next week, either Thursday or Friday, and then had to leave for the East Coast. Since Europe is also coming up for a trip to a Conference in October I need to take a chill pill and enjoy this ridiculous relationship for what it is, I just like to let him know when I'm displeased. I don't want him to think he can get away Scot free with no consequences but I also don't want to make it unpleasant for him where he decides he doesn't need to be around a bitch....fine line. I know he is all wrong, but I can't find anyone I like as well and believe me I've tried. We do have a special connection and even he admits that.
Now on to other things. I just heard from a PhD in electrical engineering who is a widower. He is seventy seven but likes to ski and sail, neither of which is on my list. I like power boats and the only thing about skiing I like is the bar at the lodge. He wants to meet for coffee to discuss both sailing and skiing. Ha!
Vet man was going to take me out tonight but had a dinner meeting that he forgot about, he has asked to make it for Sunday night. So far I haven't answered him one way of the other. He's another one that has to much on his plate.
There is a Stand Down at the fairgrounds for the homeless Vets on Saturday and I promised to help serve breakfast. Waitressing isn't my strong suite and the thing starts at 6:00 a.m., oh joy. I'll see if all of this actually happens.
Today I had lunch with a girlfriend of mine. We were commiserating about life and what transpires after a mate dies whether it was a good or bad relationship it is always hard being alone. Not that I don't like my aloneness, but sometimes you just want someone to be able to talk to someone without all the sexual nonsense that all of these men have going for them and have no problem spewing forth.
On another note, my sofa has taken another trip back to the factory. I have everyone from Texas to California, from Designers to the owner taking note of all the problems that have transpired with this custom made piece. I love the design, now if the factory can just sew the thing right it will be great. I did say if it had to go back the forth time they could just return my money and I'd go on my way
.
God save me from old fools.....me included.
Now I know the man is a workaholic and he isn't doing nothing. The phones were ringing and the men were asking questions as he was trying to talk to me. Seems there was a change in architectural plans and it required more days and more time on his part. I know I'm down on the totem pole and his plate is very full. When he knows I'm pissed he responds, but it takes that to get him to respond.
I had told him before that anyone that wanted to be with him had to have a life or their own and I do, but sometimes I get enough of being sans Bruno and I let him know I'm not pleased when he promises a phone call and it doesn't happen. I needed to know what he was up to so I could plan my week. I don't want him to think I'm sitting around waiting for him, I'm not, but I do want to see him and I need to know what's up.
He said he would be back in town next week, either Thursday or Friday, and then had to leave for the East Coast. Since Europe is also coming up for a trip to a Conference in October I need to take a chill pill and enjoy this ridiculous relationship for what it is, I just like to let him know when I'm displeased. I don't want him to think he can get away Scot free with no consequences but I also don't want to make it unpleasant for him where he decides he doesn't need to be around a bitch....fine line. I know he is all wrong, but I can't find anyone I like as well and believe me I've tried. We do have a special connection and even he admits that.
Now on to other things. I just heard from a PhD in electrical engineering who is a widower. He is seventy seven but likes to ski and sail, neither of which is on my list. I like power boats and the only thing about skiing I like is the bar at the lodge. He wants to meet for coffee to discuss both sailing and skiing. Ha!
Vet man was going to take me out tonight but had a dinner meeting that he forgot about, he has asked to make it for Sunday night. So far I haven't answered him one way of the other. He's another one that has to much on his plate.
There is a Stand Down at the fairgrounds for the homeless Vets on Saturday and I promised to help serve breakfast. Waitressing isn't my strong suite and the thing starts at 6:00 a.m., oh joy. I'll see if all of this actually happens.
Today I had lunch with a girlfriend of mine. We were commiserating about life and what transpires after a mate dies whether it was a good or bad relationship it is always hard being alone. Not that I don't like my aloneness, but sometimes you just want someone to be able to talk to someone without all the sexual nonsense that all of these men have going for them and have no problem spewing forth.
On another note, my sofa has taken another trip back to the factory. I have everyone from Texas to California, from Designers to the owner taking note of all the problems that have transpired with this custom made piece. I love the design, now if the factory can just sew the thing right it will be great. I did say if it had to go back the forth time they could just return my money and I'd go on my way
.
God save me from old fools.....me included.
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