Happy Thanksgiving!

Thanksgiving dinner was fun. It went a lot later than I thought it needed to and I was ready to come home. I'm exhausted so I'm going to crash. A couple of things worth nothing are that:

1. He smiled at me a lot
2. We sat very close to each other on the couch. But only because I went to sit next to him.
3. There will be photos on facebook.

Yay :)

Reversal

He got the days wrong. I really thought that Thanksgiving dinner was Saturday night and I was right. It's tomorrow. So we had our first real date tonight :) We went to Rain which is a very expensive, very good restaurant on Mercer. It was lovely. Quiet. The food was good. Service was excellent. And then, because I had baked the damn apple crumble today, we came back to my place and had dessert and sat on the couch talking. It turns out smoking is a deal breaker so I smoked the last cigarette in my pack and won't be buying another one until this thing crashes and burns. I'm still not sure about this guy but I do like him and think he's a great person. I hope... Well, I just hope. That's enough said about that.

Tomorrow, tea with the ladies at 1 and then Thanksgiving dinner at 5.30. And I told him I was driving to Montreal on Friday with our mutual friend so I guess I'm going again.

Relief

I woke up this morning feeling relieved. I didn't realize how much I was actually dreading the trip to Montreal next weekend. Now I'm free of that obligation. And I'm free to actually enjoy myself this weekend with The Crush without feeling guilty about The Other Guy. And I was feeling guilty about him. I almost felt as though I was cheating on him. I'm still a little sad because he is the first man to make me laugh since I met my former Valentine in 2005. He knew what to say and I was comfortable talking to him. But maybe it was too much too soon and it wouldn't have been sustainable in the long-term. I'm still looking forward to my weekend. And next weekend I might be having spaghetti with Grey. So that's potentially something to look forward to as well. He sent me an email reminding me about our discussion last Thursday on how this thing was doomed from the very beginning because of distance. I'm surprised he even remembered that conversation. Anyway, off to work.

Dumped

The Other Guy dumped me. Just like that. Well, not *just* like that. We spent an hour on the phone talking about real estate, people and our plans for the weekend. Then he said he couldn't do this. Whatever "this" is. My heart is heavy. I'm sad and shocked. And confused. I feel like a fool.

Progress

There's a lot going on.

I met with my supervisor today and it looks as though the last of my data will be arriving next week. I have much Excel-ing to do in the next few weeks and I would like to finish it before I leave for the holidays so that I can start writing when I get back. I have no idea what really happened during our meeting today. He said something about a binomial expansion and I couldn't remember what that was until he wrote a quadratic equation on the board. I have to calculate probabilities for both variables which represent concentrations of each isotope. I think! I'm going to let that percolate through my subconscious over the weekend and hope it's a bit less foggy next week when the data arrives.

I phoned The Other Guy because I only got one very brief email from him today saying he was super busy at work and he didn't sound too happy. He was out at a pub with a friend but said he would call me when he got home. If he doesn't call me tonight, that's going to be Strike 2. Strike 1 was his deciding not to visit me this weekend so that we could slow things down. I understand slowing things down but the inertia that sets in after slowing things down in a long distance relationship is huge. I should know, I've spent more than half my adult life in long distance relationships. I really don't want to do it anymore but he's an awesome guy so I'm giving him a real chance.

I also talked to The Crush tonight. I'm meeting up with him tomorrow night after Thanksgiving dinner with friends. I'm having all-you-can-eat-sushi birthday dinner with my friends. Unless of course Baby and Delorean are still puking and pooping in which case, no dinner for me! But on Saturday night, we have a real date! Dinner in Forest Hill with just the two of us. This is his last chance to make good on the "click". If there's nothing on Saturday, my decision will be that much easier to make. I have high hopes. I mean, I have coached the guy a lot. Surely he should have found his mojo by now. Surely.

Also, Saturday afternoon I'm having tea with the ladies for my birthday. Very belated but I'm very excited. And Sunday I think I'm going to the One of a Kind Show with my friend who hates her husband.

Stay tuned.