I've Got My Eye On One

MONDAY NIGHT
Remember how Q was begging me to call him and hear him out? I hee and haw about whether or not to do it and then I decide around 9 pm I will, for the sheer fact that I want to unleash my evil alter ego on his ass and let him know just how angry I am. I call. It rings once, someone answers and instantly hangs it up. Huh? Are you kidding me? So either he didn't want to talk or he's with someone that doesn't want him talking to me. Either way, his ass is grass. I sit for a second and ponder. I call back again. It rings and goes to voicemail. Wow.

TUESDAY
I send Q a text and tell him to erase my number and that he's an asshole for hanging up on me. He says he didn't hang up but his phone is messed up because he dropped it. I say well good, now it matches your messed up head and life. He tries to continue to text me. I tell him to cut the bullshit and excuses because I don't want to hear them. He says he really needs to talk to me and he will call me tonight until I give in and answer. I don't hear crap from MNS all day. That just figures because Q is gone so now he doesn't need to keep me hanging on a thread of hope. My dating guardian angel/curse sucks.

I spend most of my day chatting with Bear online. There is something about this guys picture that made me determined to talk to him. The more I find out about him, the more I like. We talk on my way home from work. He's got a sexy voice. He asks me to go out and show him the town tonight. I can't because it's Tuesday and it's my be at home night. I tell him I probably can Wednesday night. I really hope he takes the job and relocates here. MNS texts me around 6:30 to say he had a crazy day at work and he's sorry he didn't get to talk to me. I tell him to have fun at bowling. Mason and Kong are both blowing up my phone with text messages to see how my day is going and what's new.

Q texts me at 9 and asks if I'm awake. I tell him I am, thinking he is going to call and I can get all this crap off my chest and be done with it. But he doesn't call. What the hell is wrong with him? I can't even have my evil fun with him? Dang!

WEDNESDAY
Q texts me good morning on my way to work. Is this guy for real? I write him back "Don't talk to me anymore. You said you would call last night and you didn't. That was your last shot. I'm done". He texts me four more times throughout the day and I don't answer. A couple short texts from MNS. Nothing fun or dirty or groundbreaking, just basic chit chat. I'm so busy talking on email and text with Bear that I hardly had time to notice.

The more I learn about Bear the more intrigued I am. He's hot. 6'4" tall and we all know how I love me a tall man. He has an amazing smile and kind eyes. He's never been married, has no children, played college ball and spent some time with the Chicago Bears (hence the name as much as I hate that team). He has a awesome job and likes many of the same things that I do. Over the past few days we've talked about our likes and dislikes and what we're looking for. We seem to be on the same page. I'm really looking forward to meeting him. He texts me and he says he has something bad to tell me. Oh great. My head is spinning with things this could be. He has AIDS or cancer or can't have kids. Something horrible. I call him on my 2:30 break and ask what's wrong. He says he's in quite a pickle about whether or not to take the job and relocate the 5000 miles to this town. I agree it's a big decision. He asks me what I would do. I say I'm the type of person that would rather try something and know then not try and wonder what could've been. I mean, I jumped in my car 72 hours after my college graduation and moved to the other end of the country. I'm always one for an adventure. I ask him what's holding him in the place he's in now. He says absolutely nothing. I ask if he thinks he will like the job. He says he thinks he would love it. Then what is the dilemna? He says that he doesn't think there is one anymore. He's quiet for a second and I ask if he's ok. "Yesterday I was thinking I would turn this job down" he says, "but after talking to you, I'm going to take it." *Gulp* Yikes! What did I just do? He says he has a really weird feeling about us. I ask why it's weird. He says not weird in a bad way, just different than other people he's met in the past. I tell him that I would love to have him here but he has to do what's best for him and his future.

He texts me 15 minutes later. It says "I took the job. :)" He apologizes that we can't go out tonight because they are flying him out at 7:45. He only has a week to go back and get his affairs together and get back here to start the new job. I've been blown off before but "I'm flying out tonight to go pack up my life and move 5000 miles and then you can can see me any day you want" is probably the best one I have ever heard in my life. I'm so excited to hear this! He sends me another text that totally cracks me up. "Are you sure they didn't hire you to get me to stay?" I have to laugh outloud. "No, I want you to stay. It has nothing to do with the car they bought me. :)" He thinks I'm funny. I talk to him on my way home from work. He is in the cab, heading to the airport. He texts me when he gets to the airport and on his layover.

Q texts me after I'm in bed...four times asking if I want to talk. I don't answer any of them. He needs to disappear. I don't have time for liars, cheaters or idiots in general right now. I've got my eye on one and a smile on my face.

Yommey asks me if I'm freaked out by the fact that he is moving here. Oddly, I'm not. I have a good feeling about Bear. I won't even tell you where I found him. Let's just say an unusual place that I have never checked before but for some reason I did and there he was and it just clicked. Something is in the works here, good or bad, and as always, I'm just going to roll with it. This fat kid is going to catch that donut yet!!!