The End of the Match

I have been out with The Wrestler about five times and I will admit that he was growing on me. At the same time, I was having some reservations. As I told my lady the other day, I was worried that this relationship would not be sustainable. I was afraid that at the end of the day our values will be too different. Regardless, we were having a great time when we are together- laughing, talking and cooking and so I was thinking that while this might not last, at least I am having a good time!

After I got home from Boston a week ago on Friday I went over to The Wrestler’s house for dinner and I thought we had a good time but over the week I didn’t hear from him. Even though I said before that I didn’t know if this relationship was sustainable, it made me sad that I hadn’t called or sent me any text messages. Normally I wouldn’t be concerned if I didn’t hear from a guy for two or three days but for the first few weeks The Wrestler would send me two or three text message a day to make plans or just to say hi and to tell me I was beautiful. Since The Wrestler had been so attentive at the beginning I was getting worried that he was loosing interest.

I finally decided to stop the crazy talk in my head and send The Wrestler a text message ask him to go to City Park Jazz with me. I was excited because he responded immediately and said that if he got back from Grand Junction in time he would like to go.

So last night, at 5:00 pm I found myself sitting on my couch still waiting to hear from him. Here I was, already for a picnic, hell I even made homemade hummus and brownies and I was stood up—not even a phone call!!

I am actually really pissed off about being stood up and have been in a foul mood all day. I am having trouble chalking it up to another one of my crazy dating experiences…