Another interesting little twist. Last night my W called to say goodnight to the kids, then wanted to talk with me. She asked how I was doing after our talk the night before. I said I was fine. I could hear noise in the background, and I asked where she was. She replied she was at this local bar getting some wings to go. This place is my main hangout with my friends, so I jokingly said "Hey, you're on MY turf!" She said "It's Monday night, no one you know is here. This place has the best wings, I've loved them ever since you first brought me here." Then I joked again and said "Now you've got me wanting wings." She said "Come and join me, I'll be happy to share mine with you." I was a little thrown by her frank invitation, but the whole thing was so friendly, I just said "Yeah, ok, I'll be over in a few." My parents are visiting me, so I was able to just leave the kids for a while. I didn't tell my parents where I was going, as they wouldn't have been happy about it.
I arrived at the place, and she was sitting on my regular stool. I said "This is just too weird." She laughed. I said "Do you know how many hours I've sat right where you are?" She replied "Bitching about me, I'm sure." Then I laughed. She said "I miss our friendship." I said "There are a lot of things I miss about you." I got a very touching look back from her. Then we talked about random stuff for a while, no R talk at all, and no talk about the past. I'm planning some international travel for my job, and she said she's living vicariously through me, so she wants me to tell her all about my trips. We talked about the kids some, of course, like how I have no idea how to fix up the girls hair, so they always look like tomboys when they're with me. She said just make sure it's brushed and it's fine.
She asked if I told my parents where I was going when I left. I smiled and said "No." She replied "Smart move." We were having such a good time, I said "I think we should plan a secret meeting every week that none of our family or friends know about." She laughed and said "They would kill us if they found out."
We finished our food and drinks, I offered a game of darts, but she said she had to get up early. So we wrapped it up, she paid, and we said our goodbyes. No hugs, nothing at all.
As opposed to how I felt after our previous dinner, I felt totally fine afterward, and feel fine now. I'm probably screwing up by letting her cake eat like this, but I miss her.
