Well this has been a challenging week. Breaking up with someone you think you are in love with sucks. Ass. But, that is a well-known human phenomenon and I certainly can't add anything new or interesting to the discussion.
I've been keeping myself as busy as possible...accepting every invitation that comes my way. Fortunately, that means I haven't been sitting at home crying. (I actually do most of my crying sitting in front of my computer screen at work.) Last night a really hot guy, young enough to be my friggin son, locked eyes with me and asked me for my number. Since I was at Rutamaya, he could have been on some serious drugs. Nevertheless, it made me feel less like a toad.
The entire point of this post is that I have an actual date tomorrow with someone I met online and have been chatting with. I of course have no great hopes for this date since I am still wallowing in my post-T misery, but it will at least be something to dress up for, look forward to, and hopefully enjoy. He's in grad school so I'm assuming he's at least intelligent enough to hold up his own end of an interesting conversation. And he's 12 years younger than I, so our maturity level is probably pretty close. ;-) We're going to see something sure to make us laugh that one of my coworkers is in. This guy (coworker, not the date) works in the mailroom and is consistently one of the brightest spots in my day. He always has a smile and extraordinarily energetic and theatrical behavior. He knows I'm an actor too, so we have some fun exchanges. I've been wanting to go see him in his show, and it just so happened that he offered me a couple of free tix, which I can't pass up. Like I said, I'm happy to have a distraction.
In another of my conversations today the prospect of 2 comp tickets to the ballet came up, and I jumped on those too. I had heard about this production on the radio recently and it's one of the few things that have caught my attention...something I really wanted to see. And then I forgot about it. I have a special place in my heart for Taming of the Shrew since I had the pleasure of a lifetime playing Kate in grad school. Needless to say, I can't wait.
I have Friday off since it's Good Friday. This is ironic to me for a couple of reasons:
#1) For the past few years I did not have Good Friday off, but since I was so involved with my church, always took a vacation day to volunteer at Good Friday Day Camp. So it was kind of a double whammy of suckage.
#2) Long weekends are major super bonuses when you are in a relationship, whether or not your SO has the day off as well. It can be used to prepare something fantastically romantic for your mate after they get off work, for example. This was a plan of mine, which is now obviously null and void.
#3) Since I recently broke up with said T-person, weekends are an ominous prospect at best. The potential for down time in which to obsess is great. I made it through the first weekend by removing myself from Austin. So my first "single" weekend in Austin will be 150% longer than a normal weekend. Great.
OK, now that THAT is out of my system...
I once again choose to look on the bright side. My friend David has the day off on Friday as well, so we will spend the day together catching up, having fun, possibly exploring this arts festival. (You have to scroll down to see a pic of the place.) Then we'll go to the ballet, which will be awesome.
The most ironic/strange/strange/strange thing about this weekend will be that it is Easter. Since I'm currently "off" organized religion, I already know Sunday will be weird for me. But, c'est la vie, and la vie marches on. One step at a time.
Passion
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