The Date

Yes, I concented to go out with gilbert last night.  I couldn't very well say no.  It was my birthday dinner "out", which should have been easy enough.  I went to the house early to pack some more stuff into the car, including a computer stand that he wasn't using any more.  The sucker hooked his PC up to MY 42" flat screen TV, and I am soooo jealous.  Anyways, I took the stand cuz I'm tired of hitting my knees on the end table I am using.  We took separate cars to the place, which was fine.  It was a nice little Italian place we had been to before.  The conversation was ok, and when he toasted, it was "happy birthday" instead of "to us".  That was smart.  Stupid me, I was concerned about how I was ever going to get that computer stand up some stairs and into the apartment, when it is made out of lead board and very heavy.  So, I asked him if he would follow me and help me unload the car.  So far, so good.  We got the stuff inside, and he settled in for, god knows what.  He "confessed" to me that he had tried to find my place, but couldn't.  That's what is nice about apartment complexes that have confusing streets with no names and nice loft apartments tucked into the middle somewhere.  I was a bit angry that he had told me that, since I had told him to NEVER come without calling first.  Ya never know what I might be doing, and who I would be doing it with!  Nah, it's just the control issue.  I am in control now!

He played with the cat for a while, then he started making moves on me.  I said "no", and showed him the door.  Whew!  I managed to pull that one off pretty well, and stay in control!  I am woman, hear me roar.......