Trying to move on

[ClingingToHope]

Happy Valentine's Day. I'm back from the ball. It was OK. I spent a lot of it talking to this nice old couple at our table. The man's dad worked in the newspaper business back in the 40s, 50s and 60s so he was telling me stories and asking how it is today.

After the ball broke up, my and the Realtor friend I met there -- no potential, just friends so we didn't have to sit alone -- went to the bar at the restaurant.

There were these two ladies sitting at a table and two empty seats. It was crowded so she asked if we could sit with them.

Eventually I asked their names and we started talking and it was a lot of fun. I started talking a lot to one of them. She has a 7-year-old as well and she's on her second divorce. So we traded war stories and it was really a lot of fun.

So at least for this day I'll be OK. Before jumping on here, I sent W an email. Just a quick note apologizing for blowing up at her on Wednesday and swearing. I promised to try to remain civil.

No Happy Valentine's Day or Love ... I remember it's now the 15th anniversary of the day I asked her to marry me. She'll remember ... someday.