She thought she was going to get through this without having her heart scathed in the process. Nope, no such luck. With the dying down of the excitement of being with old friends in a new town came less busy-ness, and thus she had time to think…process…ponder…
Wallow was more like it!! Yep, she was wallowing…she was crying…she was depressed. Dammit! She wanted to just be done and move on! For crying out loud, yeah, she had fallen hard for this guy, BUT it had only lasted six weeks, she wanted to be OVER IT, already!
(Of Course it had only been two weeks since she’d left, you’d think she’d have been able to cut herself some slack…but again, no, no such luck!)
Time to take care of herself, get busy again, go on walks, hikes, ferry rides, anything to make her happy and feel joy and NOT obsess over something that couldn’t be, with someone who was not right for her, who couldn’t imagine something long-term with her! She grabbed the leash and drove with her dog to the shoreline. Time to clear her mind! Time to get over this man who had made her cry and feel lonely. Time to free her heart to be open to a man that might be able to love her the way she wanted (and deserved!)to be loved…
She started to feel better during her walk. She only cried once…okay, twice!
Yeah, maybe three times…
On her way home she went to Town and Country Market, the upscale Bainbridge Island purveyor of foodie delights, to get some Ahi for a salad. (nothing like food, delicious AND healthy to signify taking care of ones self!) There was no Ahi, this being the Pacific Northwest and all. (there were things she missed about California, she had to admit, one of them being proximity to deepwater tuna from sub-tropical waters; this made her favorite fish available at anytime, in any supermarket!)
There was, however, some fresh albacore, so she asked the butcher about it:
“Is the albacore suitable for searing?”
“Oh yeah, absolutely!” answered the butcher. Oh man, he was cute! Dark hair, beautiful smile with flashy white teeth…gorgeous eyes too! (her friend, The Guitarist, asked her later if the guy had green eyes, knowing what she liked, and she said yes….but then she had to rescind that statement, saying that she hadn’t really noticed what color his eyes were….but in her imagination they were green!)
She asked for ¼ pound piece of the fish. He picked up a small tuna steak and threw it on the scale: ¼ pound exactly!
“Well, look at that,” she said “perfect!”
“Yeah, it’s like I knew you were coming.”
“And you said ‘Oh, that woman is coming for the ¼ pound of albacore…I’ll have to get it ready!’ “
“So I did, and look! Here you are!”
God, he was adorable!
While he wrapped the bit of fish he complimented her on her hat, said he liked the way it went with her outfit. (awwwww!)
She remembered how her advice on flirting had been so successful for The Guitarist; so, she decided to use what she knew to take this up a notch, from very friendly to slightly flirtatious… she noticed his name tag.
“Is there anything else I can get you today?” he asked.
“No, Matt, I think that’ll be it.”
His smile got wider. Did she detect a bit of a blush? “So what’s your’ name?” he queried.
She told him.
“Hi, Dee. my name’s Ma…uh…um…nice to meet you!” He stammered.
SHE HAD MADE A CUTE MAN STAMMER!!!
He was definitely blushing now, as was she!
“Nice to meet you too!” she said, smiling as she turned to walk away. She caught sight of the other, older butcher smirking in the background.
She had done it! She had used what she’d learned (from a BOOK!!!!) to be bold and flirt with a total, albeit very attractive stranger! Yee-haw! Boy did she feel better! There WERE more fish in the sea (‘scuse the pun, albacore and all!) and she may just be learning how to “hook ’em”!!!
“Next assignment:” she thought “Practicing boldness without fleeing afterwards!”
She sensed more fish in her future!