Friday: Went to play bingo at the bar with my ex-W family. Pretty fun. After a couple drinks I called her to see if she was going to make it back from dropping off her kids in time to play a game. Yes, I know. Pursuing. After that her family discussed getting tickets for a concert that was at the casino. I called again to see if she wanted me to pick up one for her. She said yes (without hesitation). She did say that she wanted someone to go walking with her. Instead of offering I asked her parents if they wanted to go with her.
Saturday morning she called fairly early and said "get out of bed, kicked that girl out of bed, and come to the gym with me." So I went. We exercised next to each other so we could discuss some stuff that happened with her sister and her sister's kids.
After that she asked if I wanted to get breakfast with her and her parents. Before that we drove around doing some errands, went to the bookstore, and the mall. It was really quite pleasant. Breakfast was relaxed. I was pretty good all day about not making any sexual innuendos or attempting anything like nibbling. I did rub her neck after she complained about it.
About an hour after getting back from breakfast she called again to see if I wanted to go rollerblading. Again I agreed. After that she wanted to go for some smokes (we're kind of social smokers). Then drove around for a bit and ended up sitting on a bench by the river talking and watching the boats go by.
So tonight, she swung by a little before the concert and looked amazing. It was all I could do not to attack her. So her and I drove to the concert with her niece and her niece's friend. It was fine. The concert was good and we both liked it. I did a little physical stuff, but not as much as usual. At one point she rubbed my back and later offered her hand to be held, but I think she felt guilty about that. The drive back was again pleasant listening to music. She left fairly abruptly from here which is good because if she had come in I don't know how well behaved I could have been.
So that's it. A fairly full day of being around her for all but a few hours. I think it was a comfortable day for the most part. But days like this make it really hard not to want to make it into more. God, I want this woman in my life. I want to grow old with her.
Well, I guess I just have to wait and see if tonight makes her withdraw or if things continue as they have been going.
In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. Abraham Lincoln
It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed. Theodore Roosevelt