Lucky Girl

I went on a date tonight.  The first in a long time.  I've been kinda waiting for this date, for, oh, about a month or two.  I mean, hang out is all good and fine, but I like dates.  A night out, away from people you know, just together.  

So, the original plan was to cook dinner together and then watch a movie.  Well, unfortunately for us, my roommate was holding a party at our house tonight.  So, slight change of plans.  Eat out and then go to a movie.  Well, just so happened the movie playing at the Byrd tonight was the same as the movie we saw on our first date.  So, he 're-created' our first date.  From the restaurant, to the movie, to the cheesy old music in the car  (on our first date he was playing a cd he found at work full of some, 'awesome' banjo tunes).

That aloe was enough to make me a very happy girl.  I mean, the date in itself was a good event, but add on the cutesy first date replica, and what's a girl to do?

Well, we got out of the movie and I had text messages from my roommate saying the front door was left open.  Not just unlocked, open.  Now, when she and I left the house, there were a bunch of people arriving for the party, coming in and out.  So naturally we didn't lock it.  But I guess somewhere in the rushing around other roommate forgot to lock it on her way out.

At first I was mad.  Especially because my dog had gotten out and run down the street.  Luckily she was found and came home.  I wanted at that moment to go home and call the last person to leave the house, but boy said no.  He said he would take me home when I cooled off and had a chance to think rationally.  

So we talked.  And he pointed out that everyone makes mistakes. And maybe in my eyes this was a big mistake and I felt wronged, but that didn't make it ok to demean anyone.  Remember how I felt when she did that to me?  The important thing to remember is that nobody was hurt, nothing is missing, and the animals are safe.  We were very lucky to not have anything go wrong in this situation.  There are plenty of times that locked houses are broken into and things taken and people hurt, and ours was a welcome invitation to any crazed person that needed a thrill.  

And so, I was calmed and brought back to a rational level and will work my very hardest to stay here when we have our hose discussion that was already in the works.  Calm.

I am lucky to have someone in my life, actually many people in my life, that know how to talk to me and help me.   I am so glad to have been with him when this happened so that I could find my footing before I did something I would have to apologize for.  I love my roommate (not door leaving open one) and she has the ability to do the same, but had we been together, both of us would have played off of each other's anger and it would have been a much bigger blow up than needed.  

That's all for now.  I'm going to go read my crazy book.