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A sign from the universe?
So as I mentioned, I just got a prescription for anti-depressants. The SAME DAY I took the first one, Chris and I went to the monthly poly meetup group. I've missed a few lately, partly because it's on Thursday and Claudia and I traditionally go out on Thursdays, partly from general malaise.
It was a small group, me and Chris and three new people I hadn't met before. We all had a good conversation, a bit of plausibly-deniable flirting, and all Facebook-friended one another. After I got home, one of the two guys--his name's AJ--messaged me and we had a conversation over Messenger, which culminated in "Would you like to go out for coffee sometime?" A bit of calendar massaging and waiting for Tammie to get home from her business trip for check-in later, we had arranged to meet Monday (ie, yesterday).
Yesterday turned out to be A Day. First Chris killed the battery in his car by pumping up the tires running the compressor off the battery without starting the car, so he took mine to work since I had Work At Home Day. Around lunchtime, I went out to check whether the car would start (it did) and to run over to the furnace installers to make a deposit (soon we shall have WARMZ in our house! The boiler died last March and Winter Is Coming...)
I ran my errands with no problems, but after returning I thought I'd make sure the battery was fully charged, so I left the car running and went inside to make myself some lunch. It was a gorgeous day; I took lunch out to the backyard and sat down to eat it. Ewww, that's a really nasty smell. Look up, see smoke emanating from under the hood of the car. That's not good. Of course I immediately shut the car off and opened the hood. It kept smoking and stinking for a good little while after.
Call AAA for a tow to our friendly neighborhood auto repair shop. Ride there with the tow truck to talk to the shop manager (don't ask me why I didn't think to just call him and let him know the car was coming). Walk home from the shop. Proceed to trip over a couple of steel cables that were stretched across the sidewalk by some careless roofers. Injure nothing in particular except my dignity and a small scrape on my left hand, so shrug and move on.
Message AJ to tell him we needed to change the plan to something I can walk to, because I have no car available. We ended up at a nearby restaurant, had a nice dinner and a lot of conversation. Arranged a second date next week. And the weird what-do-we-now dance at the end (do we shake hands/hug/kiss/what?) resolved with me hugging him.
Car is fixed and retrieved (it was the cooling fan system that went blooey, so the car overheated and melted a PCV hose as well). $850. Well, at least I had the cash available, even if it was slated elsewhere.
It was a small group, me and Chris and three new people I hadn't met before. We all had a good conversation, a bit of plausibly-deniable flirting, and all Facebook-friended one another. After I got home, one of the two guys--his name's AJ--messaged me and we had a conversation over Messenger, which culminated in "Would you like to go out for coffee sometime?" A bit of calendar massaging and waiting for Tammie to get home from her business trip for check-in later, we had arranged to meet Monday (ie, yesterday).
Yesterday turned out to be A Day. First Chris killed the battery in his car by pumping up the tires running the compressor off the battery without starting the car, so he took mine to work since I had Work At Home Day. Around lunchtime, I went out to check whether the car would start (it did) and to run over to the furnace installers to make a deposit (soon we shall have WARMZ in our house! The boiler died last March and Winter Is Coming...)
I ran my errands with no problems, but after returning I thought I'd make sure the battery was fully charged, so I left the car running and went inside to make myself some lunch. It was a gorgeous day; I took lunch out to the backyard and sat down to eat it. Ewww, that's a really nasty smell. Look up, see smoke emanating from under the hood of the car. That's not good. Of course I immediately shut the car off and opened the hood. It kept smoking and stinking for a good little while after.
Call AAA for a tow to our friendly neighborhood auto repair shop. Ride there with the tow truck to talk to the shop manager (don't ask me why I didn't think to just call him and let him know the car was coming). Walk home from the shop. Proceed to trip over a couple of steel cables that were stretched across the sidewalk by some careless roofers. Injure nothing in particular except my dignity and a small scrape on my left hand, so shrug and move on.
Message AJ to tell him we needed to change the plan to something I can walk to, because I have no car available. We ended up at a nearby restaurant, had a nice dinner and a lot of conversation. Arranged a second date next week. And the weird what-do-we-now dance at the end (do we shake hands/hug/kiss/what?) resolved with me hugging him.
Car is fixed and retrieved (it was the cooling fan system that went blooey, so the car overheated and melted a PCV hose as well). $850. Well, at least I had the cash available, even if it was slated elsewhere.