History Repeats Itself...
...and I didn't see it coming.

The back story is already written - to cut a long story short I was a loser
in Love. The long version is here: www.b3ta.com/questions/firstlove/post41805/ - you'll understand why
I'm not repeating it here (rather lengthy). I've never seen her since, but since then another lovely girl has made me almost able to forget her.

Still with me?

Last year I took part in a romance-related "stunt" on BBC national radio but didn't make it to the end. When I got home I realised that somebody closer to home was holding a very special place in my heart. We went out and I had a good time for the first time in years, and I've been seeing her every now and then. It took nearly a year to pluck up the courage to say something (that's pretty quick for me, I can tell you).

Now yesterday TWO DAYS before Valentines day, there I am, in a well known supermarket chain looking at the cards, finally picking one "for someone special" and having spent all day working out what to put inside when the phone goes (text message) saying yes to my invite out at the weekend but stating that it's definitely just as friends. Well there goes another one.

At the exact moment I put the card in the damn basket. I mean, I ask you, what is going on there?

Any suggestions welcome, apart from: turn Gay or become a Monk.

This was closely followed by a trip to the pub for a stiff drink, not a good idea but it was away from the sharp knives and a hangover at least gave me a good excuse for feeling like s**t at work in the morning.

EDIT: The good news is that she's still speaking to me, and we're going out, as friends, on Sunday. I think I've caught this one early enough to cope with it rather than "going off the handle for several years" like the last one. Phew!
( Amos E Wolfe makes vinyl signs and things like that, Tue 13 Feb 2007, 13:37, Reply)