But wait, there’s more.

by beanalreasa

After writing the entry about what I did get out of my weekend (mostly), there were a few things that I didn’t get out of my weekend, as well as a few things that I realized quite late in the weekend (Sunday night/Monday morning) that I had been downright dodging/avoiding.

For one thing, V and I never did have much of the Big Conversation that I’d been planning on having with him, due to two things that I hadn’t counted upon:

1) Even though V had told his employer’s project managers that he was not available to work, conference, or take calls from Thursday, February 15th, to Monday, February 18th, clients called on him anyway, sucking up eight hours of his time on Saturday, and four hours on Sunday. It seemed that nothing could be done about it for several reasons, as everyone on the client end seemed to think that he’d honestly meant that his availability would be open for those weekend days only, rather than every and any other weekend this month. So, despite shaking my fist at the Universe a few times, I came to the realization that, maybe, I am not ready to discuss these matters, and/or he might not be ready to hear this sort of discussion as of yet. Because every time that I tried to begin talking about the subject, his phone would ring, and any time he tried to set aside his work-brain thoughts to listen to me, his phone would ring with yet another work-related distraction. (At one point, after having told him about my Loki-lookalike friend from the elevator, he suggested that I might as well find my other boots and go enjoy myself a bootblacking, because he was scheduled for a call. Again.)

2) The other thing that kept coming to the forefront was V’s obvious and pressing need to socialize. Several times, the same situation kept arising wherein he would become so distracted by the presence of others — whether they be old friends, new acquaintances, or some individual smoker standing outside looking for a light for their cigarette — that I quickly started to wonder if I was ever going to be able to get his completely undivided attention.

Well, it seems to me that the Universe said NO to that this weekend. Gods, did it ever. And oddly enough, I had an interesting dream on Monday morning that involved this very thing, causing me to consider the very excuses that I have been making in order to keep from meaningfully engaging with an Other who seeks to engage with me.

So…touche, I guess.

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And the lesser, but still worth-mentioning thing that I intended to do but didn’t was to get over myself and introduce myself to Del Tashlin. I’ve been reading both of his blogs – and leaving comments here and there — for somewhat over a year or so now, so I suppose that it might be appropriate to introduce myself, lest I seem like a stalker, no…?

It seems like such a little thing doesn’t it? But yes…it’s true.

And several opportunities arose wherein I could have introduced myself, and yet, I did not. I kept promising myself, next time, next time…and yet I.Did.Not.

I was even in the elevator with him and yet I did not say a word.

What the hell, right?

So, I tell myself one word: FUSION.

Let’s hope that I keep my promise then…I will introduce myself to Del Tashlin at Fusion 2013.

There. I said it. For all of you to read. And now I have to make it happen.

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OK, OK, that’s enough complaining.

I also wanted to point out that I won/bought something at the NCSF silent auction that was totally not for me.

I still can’t figure out why I was drawn to it so — and even though I bought/won two other items (both were things that V was wishing for me to have) — but I most certainly drawn to have this beautifully decorated metal purse/clutch/accessory thing. It is decorated with polished stones: carnelian, yellow jasper, green/pink jasper, quartz, etc.

It was so not me. I think that V was shocked that I wanted it.

But, for some reason, I had to have it. It was crazy.

Maybe it was for Freyja…or something.

When I unpack it, I’m going to put it on Her altar.

3 Comments to “But wait, there’s more.”

Alex says:

February 22, 2013 at 7:40 am

Del and I will both be at Fusion–hopefully you’ll come say hi!

Del says:

March 11, 2013 at 11:16 pm

I could be all creepy and weird and tell you that I’ll be on the lookout at Fusion, but instead, I’ll just let it slip that it is very likely I’ll be shacked up in the White House again (as I was during last Fusion), as well as working pretty much solely for the new Ordeal Track. Maybe you can *really* dare yourself and sign up for that? That way, you’ll get to spend all week trying to get the nerve to say hi, your own mini ordeal.

Or you could just ask me to dinner. There’s a Waffle House not far from Ramblewood. 🙂

And when were we in the same elevator?

- beanalreasa says:
  
  March 12, 2013 at 12:28 am
  
  Thanks for your comment, Del.
  
  And it is good that you made a comment, because now I’ll really have to make myself accountable for what I promised to do now, won’t I? — because now you know about it, too. Heck, you’re downright daring me to say ‘hello’ in person, and so i have to now. It’s all good.
  
  So, thank you for that.
  
  As for Fusion, I’d love to say that I’d have the balls to sign up for the Ordeal Track, but that would be getting ahead of myself. I don’t know what my schedule will look like until it gets closer, but I’ll definitely keep it in mind.
  
  And I didn’t know that there was a Waffle House near Ramblewood, but I am familiar with the White House. ( I will be staying in Rumspringa, but the White House isn’t far.)
  
  And, finally, I’m not certain what day that we were in the elevator, but if memory serves, it was probably sometime before lunch, because I was coming back from a class … so it was probably on Saturday.