A Little Variety

Wednesday (a month later).

It had been a month since we had talked.

He seemed to respect my choice and didn't try to contact me. I didn't hear anything from him or about him.

I really missed having someone to talk to at all hours, but I was trying very hard to focus on me and Matt.

Speaking of Matt; things had generally remained the same, but it did seem like he was trying harder to spend time with me. So maybe the conversation we had that night had worked a bit.

I still would have liked to spend more time than he was giving me, but he was trying to make an effort and he didn't fight me as much when I asked to change plans every once in a while.

Things were looking up.

The Con was coming soon though, and I knew that things were going to get a little bit crazier. Matt and his friends always put everything into the Con and it left very little time for girlfriends. Not that any of his other friends had girlfriends. Maybe that's why they never understood having someone else in their life wanting to do anything else but the Con, or the gym, or whatever it was that was going on.

I am sitting at my desk at work when a text comes in.

"Hey, I gotta bail on tonight."

It was starting. But things had been so good lately and I didn't want to fight.

"Oh, what's going on?" I ask as nicely as I can.
"Con stuff. It's in two weeks."

I knew that and I knew that they had some last-minute stuff to catch up on, but it didn't make it sting any less.

"Oh, yeah. I understand. Can you make it up to me Friday?" I asked hopefully.
"Nah, I'm sorry. I told you, we only have two weeks and we have so much stuff left to do. We can still meet up with the guys on Saturday though."

I didn't want to meet with the guys on Saturday. I wanted to just spend Saturday with Matt. But, I knew it would end in another fight and then I might not see him at all. So, I conceded.

"Oh, okay. That will be fun," I lied.
"Great. Thanks for understanding babe."
"Yup."

I didn't want to spend the next few nights all alone, so I texted all Trixie to see if she had plans or if she was free and wanted to do something. I really hated having to find a distraction. I didn't really think that was fair. But, luckily, with Trixie as a friend, it never was like that. We just loved seeing each other whenever life handed us time.

"Hey Trixie. You free for wine and whining tonight?"
"Not tonight girl. I am beat from work already and have yoga right after. I'm free tomorrow or Friday though."

I sighed with relief. It wasn't like I couldn't be by myself; I could. I just was feeling incredibly lonely, and in a big city with so many people, it was hard to feel this way.

"Oh, Friday works! Wine and whining or want to go out?"
"Let's paint the town red Friday. I haven't gone out in a while."

I hadn't really gone out in a while too, so this might be fun.

"That sounds awesome. Come to my place at 6:00PM and we'll get ready together."
"Perfecto. See you then!"

I was very excited to be able to go out with Trixie on a Friday. We really hadn't had a girls' night like that in a long time. And I definitely needed it.

Since there were no other plans, I figured it'd be a night of crappy TV and wine to myself. Didn't seem half bad, but I wasn't even home yet, and I already felt a little lonely and I had the next two nights to myself.