I decided last night not to call that guy back. Despite the fact that I am aching for mind-numbing sex, I want it on my terms. No wishy-washy.
I decided this morning to taste that peppermint schnapps in the freezer. I've had three 'tastes' so far. It's very good.
I got a phone call, from the gentleman I had lunch with yesterday. He asked if I still wanted to see him tomorrow. I couldn't make myself say yes. I don't like taking the 'easy out', but I made a huge confession to him. I am still not emotionally available. Yeah, you guys have known that for a long time. Maybe I have no business going out on dates. Or maybe I just haven't found someone yet who can hold my attention long enough for me to pull my heart back into my chest. So I hung up, and sobbed uncontrollably for a while. Had another drink, and found something on television to make me laugh.
Nice and calm again.
And it's only 10:30 a.m. I have the whole day ahead of me. I'm trying my damnedest to forget that after the alcohol wears off I get murderously depressed and weepy. forget forget forget!