I'm writing this post at 8pm, which means I am home with my dog watching One Tree Hill reruns on a Friday night. If I were exhausted and thankful to be home relaxing that would be one thing but alas, that is not the case. I was hoping to grab a drink with Sam tonight but it looks like it's not going to happen. After our fun Target date Sam and I had a very brief text exchange (see below) and I was hoping it would result in a beer this evening. Luckily I made plans for later tonight with some friends so I won't be sitting at home wishing I was out. I didn't expect to see Sam tonight, I didn't even hope to see him but I am oddly and surprisingly disappointed I didn't hear from him.
Texts from last week
- Betti: Hi. Would you like to grab a beer this Friday?
- Sam: I'd like that but I have a friend in town. Next week?
- Betti: Next week would be great. How about Fri 10/9?
