So it's Tuesday in Seattle. I'm not going to lie, yesterday I looked at going back early. When I was deciding whether or not to even go to the Meetup (let alone which one), I put the address into Uber to see how much it would cost. Ugh, ~$30 each way. That made that decision for me!
Still no viable dates.
It's hard for me to try hard or try to keep the conversation going after I've been CareFree Katie. She gets away with 0-1 question, and then gets asked out.
I really should try being her with the same guy I'm talking to so I can really compare. Historically, I've only been her after the guy has rejected me. Overall, the trip has been mediocre. The food is mediocre. The accommodation is mediocre. Oh well, my only goal was to get away.
So yesterday, realizing that the dates weren't going to happen and neither were the meetups, I tried to plot out my day. The goal for today is to meet with my mentor; work on my document; send a few emails; and get Thai or sushi.
My flight Saturday doesn't leave until 10p local time so I spent a bit of time trying to find an all day excursion that would have me back around 6p to no avail. There was 1 but it was all booked for Saturday.
Knowing that there are no dates, I didn't really need to stay until Saturday night. But I went into the trip hopeful. I def would rather be volunteering with NCSO than stuck in a hotel room or airport biding my time. Oh well.
Not sure what the lesson there is. Ultimately, the more time away the better.
I'll say it, I'm quite disappointed that neither Japple or Dapple wanted to meet. I tried searching for Japple yesterday, and I think he's blocked me. And that made me feel like Dapple wouldn't want to meet me either. And a friend's partner said what we did to Mormon Boy was shameful, so that settles that.
Unsurprisingly, my dating foray of 2021-2022 ends in a damp smelly room. No surprises there.
I'm too afraid to check accounts on this hotel wifi, but I'm sure it's all going down. Oh well.
Oh I lost my train of thought. What I meant to say about my late Saturday departure is that because I couldn't find an excursion, I booked a hotel day pass from 12n to 7p at a hotel near the airport. It's about $100 so I'll just bunker there for the night. I figure that's the $100 I saved in airport transfer fees.
I'm now glad I didn't charge the bulk of this trip to a credit card because I would not want to be reminded of it later on.
So, let's be honest, I'm still secretly hoping that Japple will change his mind; reach out to me somehow; and we'll spend the weekend together and he'll drive me to the airport on Saturday. Obviously, we'll fall in love and I won't even come back for another week. The dream!
Obviously in the very slim chance that does NOT happen (she guffaws), the plan is to delete the apps at the airport. I can do it in Seattle or at my connecting flight.
As I said, I'm disappointed.
I thought I would be more gung ho to date just anyone, but I couldn't bring myself to respond to the eager beavers. I got my objectives mixed up! Maybe I should accept a date from a "plumber" who likes "thin women." Ugh. Or a guy who goes by Turtle.
What am I trying to do here again?
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