That weekend I spend a lot of time working, I’m getting some files together and work done ahead of time so if I decide to lay in bed gushing or commiserating over my date with Jon I have work done already that can be sent off if anyone asks.
I also send Bob an email asking him where my new job description and offer letter are. Its been a week since I was out in NJ and I still haven’t seen it. I figure it looks good that I’m emailing him a 7pm on a Sunday. About 20 minutes later I get 2 emails from Bob via email, the offer letter is sent only to me via email but the job description is sent to me and cc’d to Chris with a small note - I’m sorry I thought I sent this. Thanks for the reminder and take a day off next week, its an order. :) You work hard enough. Goodnight ~ Bob.
That information allows me to go back into shopping mode and its a good thing. Earlier yesterday I had gone over the mortgage paperwork on the house in WI. I made the guy send me a private email that stated it was not a mortgage or interest only or anything of the like, it was a real mortgage principal and interest, escrow removed and it was to take place the following month. I signed everything and sent it back to him. It felt good to be saving $350 a month on that house, I could pay it off easily if I wanted to if I keep this job for over a year.
Just as I’m about to go into shopping mode my phone rings. Its my best bud Helen. Her ass of a husband is again having a midlife crisis and he’s kicking her out. She doesn’t have anywhere to go and wants to know if she can come stay with me in Appleton.
“Better yet hon just live there, I’m not in Appleton I moved to Chicago, there is a key in the front mailbox you’ll have to change the sheets on the bed but move in, take his ass to court get your child support and live in Appleton thats not far, you can still do what you need to.”
“I can’t do that.”
“Why not, I’m not living there anyway. I’ll pay the mortgage for the winter we’ll re-evaluate in the Spring but you pay the water, and heat and we’re good.”
“How much are they? I don’t have a lot right now he’s screwing with stuff.”
“Of course he is. Water is like $110 every three months and heat is going to be the unknown. I’ve never had gas heat before I don’t know how much it runs. You’ll be doing me a favor I was going to have to pay someone to come check on the house all winter so this way I know its good.”
She can’t thank me enough and I tell her that’s what sisters are for. “I always got your back hon you know that.”
We talk for a while longer and finally both of us need sleep.
Tuesday rolls around soon enough. I get a text from Jon around 10am.
*on the tarmac to leave NY, are we still on for tonight?*
*yes all set, I’ll be ready by 4. Did you have a good visit?*
*yes and her boyfriends name is Derek, nice kid, no one is good enough for my girl though.*
*is she a daddy’s girl?*
*all the way. Hey Cap just said I have to stop texting for takeoff bbs*
I wait for about 20 minutes then I get another text,
*miss me?*
*Yes lots. :)*
*I love hearing that. So how was your weekend? Do anything fun?*
*had a date with a really boring guy, all he wanted was my signature*
*you lost me? :(*
*refi my house in WI - mortgage meeting*
*ahhh now I get it. You made me worry there that you were dating around. Do you do that or do you just date one guy at a time?*
*you love to text don’t you?*
*actually yes, this is the way I communicate with so many people because I’m always *not* with them, normally different time zones etc its less invasive - do you not like it?*
*no its fine really, I have it set up through my computer so I’m just typing not even touching my phone*
*me too :) So much faster that way but no emoticons this way. :(*
*I think you’ll get over it and to answer your question - I only date one guy at a time I’m pretty selective about who I spend time with - if I like you, you know. If I don’t, you kinda know that too. Life is way too short to be with someone that makes you unhappy.*
*agreed. I’ve gotta make some calls for some business that needs to be settled. I’ll text you when I finish or land whichever comes first.*
*ok you gonna give me an idea of what we’re doing tonight so I know better how to dress*
*Going to Museum and dinner. I wanted it to be a place we could actually talk, not a movie.*
*good call, sounds great I love our culture here. See you soon*
I stop texting with him and instantly need to change my ringtone for him, its on the lookout I go and call Ann to help me.
As we’re talking and laughing she keeps telling me to use Jovi songs, “I can’t that, if he ever hears it it would be odd.”
“How’s he going to hear it if he’s with you.”
“Right but if he texts me something from across the room. Can’t go there.”
“Oh you’re no fun.” She laughed.
I go on my first date with Jon and its fantastic. He picks me up at my place and I’m wearing a killer outfit. Top for date With tight, skinny cut black jeans and Jacket for date. Jon takes me to the Museum of Science and Industry first and then to dinner. What’s so Jon of course is he rents it out for a private party, so when it closes at 4pm for the public we walk in at 5. Its just us with very limited staff in the building and we can walk around and see it all without him being mobbed. A limo waited for us out front and after spending 2 hrs exploring we take a short drive to Lou Malnati’s Pizza for dinner. He had asked me in a text what I wanted for food and I had let him know that my buddy that lives in the Chicago area and I differ in our choice of pizza places and he laughs and tells me that he’s on my side so far. After that night I get a soft gentle no tongue kiss from him as he drops me off with promises of more.
The problem is that 2 days later, instead of getting a text asking me to go out again I get a text telling me that he’s flying to NJ with a family emergency. His son has gotten hurt in football and he’d let me know what was up with him.
