Last night was din din with the X...it was the best time we had in a long time. He picked me up and as he was driving he asked me when I was going to try and learn how to drive a stick shift again. So, I replied that if he remembered the last time we tried the trainer and trainee tactics. He said I "freaked" out and didn't listen to him......hmmmm maybe, b/c there were about 70 cars honking on a highway when I stalled?
This was the conversation:
X: You need to learn, it's easy M: Why, my car's automatic X: Suppose I'm driving somewhere and something happens and you need to drive the car? M: I guess that I'd call someone X: Suppose it was emergency? I needed medical help? M: Are you ill? X: No, but what if? M: What if what? Are you okay? Did something happened to you that you aren't telling me? X: Why does there always have to be a reason for everything? M: B/C...this car is so precious to you, you park it your- self, have the guys at work detail it, get pissed off it my cats sit on it...now, you want me to drive it? I'd be cared to death if something happened to it, while I was driving it. X: If you are careful with it and learned how to drive it then, what's to worry about? M: I don't know...we'll see
We get to the Italian restaurant, now last night it was in the 60's - cold - the place was freezing...I had on jeans a sweater and heeled slides. We order, get the garlic rolls which, I normally eat about three...then can't eat my dinner - so, X says, don't fill up on those...you won't eat. Now, my usual self would have continued eating them, but, I said, yes, you're right...I ate one. That was a 180, folks if I've ever done one!!!! We talked and talked; he wants to buy a boat. He asked if I would go out with him on it. I said yes, after he took a boating course and had a radio, life perservers and all the safety stuff needed. THEN - he says, why...are you worried that I might go out to sea and push you overboard?
WTH was that? I laughed, but you know...it scared the crap out of me. That's exactly what I was thinking... I changed the subject and started talking about how my sis is doing and all...asked about his brother....his father.
We left and came back to my house...drank some wine and I put on Twister, he never saw it. I started to fall asleep but woke up when I heard the bathroom flush. He came over to me on the couch and picked me up, put me on the bed in my room, covered me with a blanket...then, he kissed my lips...said goodnight, I'll lock the door on the way out. I waited til I heard his car pull away...then called my best friend...blah, blah, blah...
It was such a relaxed evening...no expectations, just good conversation, food and wine. This R can be repaired...I know it can...my best friend said that something had to have happened for him to want me to learn to drive stick. I guess I could call his friend George and ask...but will he tell my X that I asked? They are tight.
All in all...it felt normal this time...like it was before. Maybe, we needed to D, inorder to erase the past? Maybe to put it behind us? Who knows...but, it was really nice.
Oh...Sunday, he's coming over for dinner...his request. He also wants a lemon meringue pie...I'll tell you about that later...what I did with it one time.
