La gallina se va

So, I went out again with the work guy. (I need to give him a name ... let's go with Renegade.)

Anyway, I went out with Renegade. He hadn't called me since that last infuriating phone call. We chatted a little at work, but nothing major. So last Friday on his way out to lunch, he stopped and asked if I'd like to go and I said okay. While we were out, he asked if I wanted to do something over the weekend and we decided to go out on Saturday after my book club meeting. I was really hoping we were going out just as friends. I mean since we hadn't talked, I didn't think that he'd think there was still anything going on between us.

Well, of course, I was wrong. When we talked on Saturday to finalize the plans, he called it a date. I frantically IM'ed Lass to get some advice. I asked her to promise to kill me if I didn't resolve the problem before the night was over. She wouldn't agree. (No, she wasn't being kind. She was reserving the right to tease me later. What a pal! lol)

Turns out, I didn't need killing anyway. After more frantic texting with my nephew, I figured out what I would say. Renegade gave me the perfect opening after dinner. I took it and explained that I enjoy spending time with him, but I just want to be friends. I'll spare you the whole speech.

I was so proud of me! We spent close to another hour together after that, things were fine and fun, I've seen him since then and there's no awkwardness. A happy ending!