Count it!

25 minutes from start to finish!

The shortest date in my history. I arrived early, as I always insist for blind dates to get the better seat with the full view and some warning of his arrival. The gelati was delicious, but the chemistry blew. Actually, the attraction wasn't there for me. He's brilliant, almost rainman like while trying to calculate the fastest route to work for me. Works like a dog (even though dogs never really work), and travels loads for conferences and enrichment. SO not my cup of tea.

Just before I left the house this evening with my recycling in hand, I thought about what would instantly turn me off from a guy. I contemplated, weighed out my options and decided that it would have to be how a guy carries himself. I mean the way he walks, does he strut?, does he saunter?, is he a toe walker, is he pigeon toed?, does he appear confident or is it more like a garage sale? I go with the latter. This guy had a limp. Like a polio limp. I couldn't get past it. I wasn't cruel or a bitch. I did learn a lot about his life. We chatted, I downed my gelati and I got into my car and into my robe. In bed by 10pm!

Concrete Construction

Note to self: Free wireless internet from buddy boy's linksys router doesn't penetrate these walls. Alas, I'm on the lazyboy with the mac on my lap, having a real Carrie Bradshaw moment with a cigarette in one hand. I'd go for the glass of wine in the other, but we drank plenty of Savignon Blanc and Pinot Grigio at dinner. A thank you feast for us friends who did the move and shlepped when the going got tough. It has all worked out in the end and a lovely pasta with fresh basil, a goat cheese appetizer, and pomegranate seeds to go around was served.
I got the call. The cleansing call. The ex wanted to hang out and we chatted. Actually we yammered about old friends and new friends, work and our love lives. I'm pretty sure he just wanted to show off his new toys at the new loft. Oh, we also cackled. Although he claims he won't forgive me, I'm glad he has awarded me with a tabula rasa. I confessed that I feel cursed, and that I don't blame him for his dissapointment in me and although it'll never be the same, we've gotta stay in touch. Time will tell.
En route to the rendevouz, I got a phone call from Ivan. A South African pediatric surgery resident with whom I've shopped for on http://www.jdate.com. We chatted briefly and we'll see each other some time this week. Seems to be nice enough, maybe a little straight edge, but seriously, who doesn't like a docta?
PS-The air conditioner still doesn't work properly and I'm getting furniture on September 9th. I'll believe it when I see it.

Oh, the joys....

of being able to sleep in late, to no alarm and leisurely drink my orange juice in my robe. Good orange juice with lots of pulp. Packed a little bit for the trip to Winnipeg and had my screen saver on my last roll of digital pics. It scrolled through photos of my diplomat lover and I giggled. Unfortunately, he's being relocated to Turkey. Onward and upward, I say. He's so adorable, though.
I also received a text last night from the ex-boyfriend-who-wrote-me-off-as-a-friend-because-I-checked-his-email-for-4-years that, "he's cleansing himself of all woman problems and would I like to come over for a drink"? I had plans so I took a raincheque. Who know's what his motive was after not speaking to me for six months.
Oy, the drama.

Full of Piss & Vinegar

Hello friends,
Today I write you from the comfort of my robe in my sweltering loft due to a faulty air conditioner.
I began my morning with a letter to my useless and incompetent movers:

Dear 2 Amigos,
I write to you today after having slept on my "repaired" bed for 2
nights. It is uncomfortable, sagging and most importantly not in
the condition that your company picked it up in.
My back and neck are sore and it is unacceptable in the condition
that you delivered it to me in, not to mention the hassles
associated with not sleeping in my new place.

Your company has insurance for these losses. You have
appropriately dealt with the other losses (ie. coffee table, dining
room table) I hope! but not for the bed, which was $799 prior to
GST. I expect that you replace that bed for it's entire value. It was
purchased at Home Evolution in Calgary and is made by Elite
Furniture - silver frame platform bed with frosted glass headboard.
Their phone number is: 403 253 5552 although it is not in stock
any more.

I feel that over the last 2 weeks I have been more than patient
under these circumstances. You have made ridiculous suggestions
(ie. plywood, lumber yard) and I have complied and evidently
wasted my time and your money.

I am going out of town tomorrow and will be returning to work on
August 28th at 8 am. This means that I will no longer be able to
deal with this bullshit and time consuming running around. I will
choose a new bed and your company will cover the costs. I will
send all of the receipts to your office of supplies and gas that I
have purchased and will be reimbursed.

I look forward to being in touch,

naomi

How's that for feisty?! I will spend the rest of my day online dating and shopping online for replacement furniture.

Happy Monday!

naomi

An epiphany!

It's time to stop cackling to myself about the trials and tribulations of life. Welcome to my space of hilarity, trauma and some serious drama!