"Paul Wallich" wrote in message news:m0he34$n6g$1...@reader1.panix.com...
Well, at least that gave me a chuckle. Twenty years ago, this group (or its
predecessor) would have been the ideal place to write about such things.
Now everyone's grown up and moved on, except me.
We had a great weekend together, with very little acrimony. Then on Monday
morning I phoned her to tell her about something I'd heard on the radio and
to remind her about an appointment later that morning. She was furious
because I'd woken her up, and started calling me weird and telling me to
back off again. I let her go to her appointment and thought I wouldn't hear
from her for the rest of the day, but she phoned me later on when I was
sitting with a group of friends and I invited her to join us. We had a
generally pleasant afternoon and then she had to go off and meet another
friend, but invited me to come back to her place and meet him later. I did
and he was very pleasant. He left, we carried on alone together for a
little while. Then I got a bit over-emotional and it all got acrimonious
again. I left quickly.
I left her alone mostly the next day, but thought I'd write a little song to
cheer her up. I texted her about it and she asked me to come round later.
I asked her "Are you all right?" and she said no - at least I think that's
what happened; she claimed she was answering no to a different question, so
we got off on a bad foot to start with. I mentioned that my appetite was
down because of all the disruption to my routine over the past week or so.
"Why, what's been happening, then?" she asked.
I was bewildered. "I've been with you for most of it."
She tried to claim that I hadn't, which was simply untrue. We'd spent the
entire day together (or a large chunk of it) for six days out of the
previous nine, and we'd seen each other on all the intervening days. I'm
still trying to work out what she meant.
I never got to sing her my song. We went up to the local shop together, but
when we returned she didn't invite me in as her daughter was coming round
later. I was a little bit put out but tried to dismiss the incident from my
mind (without much success).
I wasn't sure whether to contact her again yesterday, but ran into her
anyway as she was coming back from town with her shopping. It was fairly
pleasant for a little while, then I made the mistake of bringing up what had
happened the previous day. I told her I was a little bit miffed and she
called me a "wimp". I tried to explain that I was only teasing and that it
didn't really matter. I asked her not to take things so personally and she
told me to "get off her case". She got up and left, taking the heavy
shopping with her. I told her I wanted her to be happy and she said "I am
happy". That's the last time I spoke to her.
I really don't know what to do today. I had a dream about her last night
where she and I had been assigned to do some job elsewhere in the country.
She was completely in charge and I was following her about the place like an
idiot. Then I lost sight of her and couldn't work out how to get back home
without her.
Am I losing it completely?
--
Guy Barry