190 - foiled!!

My sister and I went to see the movie 'Vacancy' last night. A thriller. I should have learned that I shouldn't watch them as they freak me out. Nope, lesson not learned. I must have a sadistic streak or it is masochistic? HA! We watched it and it wasn't really bad. Kind of cheesy but still did its job in messing with my head afterwards. I think its because it was believable and I'm sure there must be sickos out there that do something like it or something similar to the yuck that was part of the movie.

After the movie we didn't do anything, I dropped her off and made sure she made it inside. It was looking a bit dark and I was worried. Why wouldn't anyone have one light on? Here begins my mental paranoia for the night. When I am at the lights about a couple of blocks away my phone rings. Its my sister. I think 'OMG she needs help!'... why did I let her go there knowing there was no lights on.

Its her telling me that I drove off with her wallet. She put it in my purse during the movie. Big sigh of relief. I drove back to meet her and we talked a bit and we laughed at my paranoia. She told me to carry the hammer in the parking garage. Like I wasn't thinking that already?!?! HA

So I drive home and call a friend of mine to wax how silly I was and that I really am not cut out to watch horror/thriller/scary movies. My friend makes me laugh and pokes fun at me a little bit which is expected. I feel a little better but I still have to face the dark scary parking garage that is full of creepy corners that could possibly house a menacing and evil man just waiting for a young unsuspecting (but I am suspecting) innocent like me.

I make it to the building safely, after the hurried clicking of my heels, purse over one shoulder, hammer in one hand and keys ready to scratch out eyeballs in the other. (I have yet to hang anything up on my walls and my sister is lending me the hammer, which is how I have a hammer in the car) Just give me a reason to know what it sounds like when hammer meets skull. (Sometimes I'm so full of it.. bravado that is)

Up in the safety of my apartment I kick myself again as I now have to take the dogs out for a walk. Outside. In the dark. I debate whether or not I need to take them out. No, I don't have t but I want to as its only fair and right as a dog owner. So I strap them on their leash and off we go. Phone on the ready. I program 911 on my phone so I don't waste time dialing and can do so in the confines of my pocket should I stumble across unknown assailants during the walk.

Gosh it was dark outside. I think Ill be suggesting more lights or brighter lights for around the building and maybe where I take the dogs out. I know, wishful thinking. So my compromise was to take them out and suck it up, stay in the light but it wont be the normal walk time that they get. Sorry dogs. Ill make it up to you later on.

K calls me as I am on my way in and I tell him about my night and he laughs. Im glad he called. I was going to call him in the next day or two. His fiancee was in town for the weekend. He told me what they were up to and as for the feelings of me falling for him. No, it wasnt there, I think hes slipped into a whole new category (TBD) I wasnt feeling awkward about it all and didnt mind talking about it. Were still planning on getting together at some point. Shes gone until Friday then shes in for about a week. So about 2 weeks or so until we get together. Now Im not planning on getting in the middle of what they have. Hes not planning on changing his situation. But like normal people you can have feelings for other people at the same time. It doesnt take away from what he feels for her. Anyway. This might get a bit deep and much. Ill save that for another post.

Back upstairs, doors and windows locked (I'm on the 12th floor) as I cant be too careful right? I get in touch with D who is planning on coming over after hes done work. OK, prepare things for the next day and jump in the shower. D calls in the middle of it and he says hell call back in about 10 minutes. My phone doesn't ring at all, not a beep. I set the stage, candles, nightie, bottles of water. Still no call. He said he'd call so the phone will ring. I decide to lie down and end up falling asleep/ taking a nap. I'm not worried my phone ringing will wake me up.

It doesn't wake me up. I open my eyes and see the candles flickering. Take a mental inspection of my body. Nope have not had sex. I get out of bed and grab my phone. Nothing. No missed calls. Checked recieved calls, nothing since the shower call. Nothing. Hmm Check time. 1:30am. Is he OK? Accident? Chickened out? Not in the mood for sex? What?

I call his cell and get his voicemail and for some reason didn't leave a message. I didn't know what to leave so I hung up. Call me weird OK??! I didn't know. Ill find out what happened.

Turns out he did try to call me for a full hour, every 10 minutes and did leave a message for me. My phone didn't register anyone calling me, no voicemail, no missed calls. In the morning a mocking message on the screen. New voicemail. D asking me whats going on, asking me to call him when I get the message and wondering jokingly if I called someone else...

So I ended up blowing the candles out and leave the nightie on as its good to change things up once in a while. Oh and I locked the apt door. I was planning on telling him to walk right in...

We've made plans for lunch today. Hes coming by to pick me up. Ill never hear the end of it as the guys here at work will tease me about the 'new beau'. We shall see.

I hope tonight turns out differently. Just watch though Ive got a feeling that the Powers That Be might have something else up their sleeves for me tonight or the stars might just be a bit skewed to allow for midnight rendezvous to happen. Cant a girl just have sex?!