Sometimes I just shake my head...

I am trying not to generalize here, but sometimes guys can just drive me crazy! For example, I have a friend who has been interested in wanted to develop our friendship into a relationship. I like him a lot - we have the same sense of humor, and share a lot of the same ideas.

The one thing that I can see as an issue is our schedules. I'm more a morning person, and he's the night owl (sometimes going to bed when I get up). I can see this being a problem if we're supposed to spend more time together. For example, last night we decided to get together and see a movie. We agreed that as soon as I finished work, and he was up and ready, we'd go.

I was done with work around 10:30 AM and called him on my way home. I'm still waiting for a call. I don't know if he is still waiting to get his act together, or is just dissing me. For someone that is interested in spending time together, it's quite maddening that he can't get things together to keep a simple date!

Okay, enough ranting...

What a mess!!

Well Friday was a disaster! I left a little later than I intented to (it was around 2:45 in the afternoon). I got seriously bogged down trying to get out of Tucson and again in the west Phoenix suburbs. I finally got to Wenden a few minutes after 7:00 PM. I waited for a while in a dirt lot by the road to the lake. After about a half hour, I could see the sun was beginning to set, and was getting nervous. So I decided to head up the 32 mile road to the lake. The sun was fading fast when I finally got to the campgrounds. I drove around the sites and couldn't find them. Not sure what to do, I waited by the ranger station for another 20 minutes. So not sure what to do, I headed back to Wenden, still didn't find anyone. Checked the campgrounds again. In trying to peer into the darkness with my terrible night vision, I scrapped a camp bumber. Getting fustrated, I had to go back to Wenden to get gas. While getting gas, a local man said that he ran into my friend about 30 minutes ago, and told me the campground they were going to. I headed back, and STILL couldn't find them. It got to be 11:00 PM, and I gave up and headed back to Tucson, making it home around 2:15 AM.

When I finally got home, I found that my friend didn't leave her house until 7:00 PM (when I was waiting in Wenden). How I couldn't find her in the dark doesn't surprise me too much because I have such terrible night vision. I was more upset that I missed my chance to meet this guy.

But he did try and call me Saturday (I was up Mount Lemmon), though I couldn't understand but three words of his messages. He called again Sunday night, and we talked for a while. He still wants to get together, which is encourging. Due to my trip to Chicago next week, it might not happen until the 4th of July. He also invited me to come and see him in San Diego before then, and it's very tempting.

I still can't believe that in one week, I'll be in Chicago. The last time I was there was just after my motor cortex stimulator surgery two years ago. I never regretted going to spend a couple weeks wtih relatives after my surgery. I was feeling very akward with my shaved head (even though the incision was not very obvious), and the implant under my collarbone. But none of that ever mattered to my extended family, and made me feel more confident returning to work later.

Got my work done this AM by 10:30, so I have the rest of the holiday to not have to worry about work. The car's unpacked, so I have now to think about what I should do with the rest of my day off.