New Position Opened Again--Wanted: Mr. Married Prince Charming!

Scene 1: The door closes. I take a huge deep breath, I am home alone! Time to start planning for my big Rendezvous tomorrow. Read all your comments and totally agreed...it doesn't really matter what I am wearing, we should be so worked up....just jump in the shower and off to the mall!!

Scene 2: Finishing up some work, an email comes over from Mr. Navigator with the subject:"So........." . Okay we're finalizing our plans. I didn't answer his last email yesterday because I wanted to give him some room. I open up the email--- HE's CANCELLING!!

Last week, he had some minor surgery and now he has an infection (which sounded like it was getting better but obviously not). So, at the beginning of the week I thought he might cancel but he assured me he was great and couldn't wait to meet. He went on and on about how disappointed he was and we would have to pencil in another date. Ah, yes! But I know from previous conversations, he's traveling on business, on vacation etc.etc.etc.

So, I feel like a deflated balloon right now. POOF!! Yes, I am TOTALLY SULKING!!! Yes, I do understand (but of course, a part of me doesn't ). I am being a spoiled brat right now, I know but I was so excited. He seems to love the anticipation....I don't. Honestly, I didn't know how to respond. I fucking hate email. Now (just like with Mr. Government), I will get a knot in my stomach everytime I get an email from him.

PEOPLE......the telephone still exists!! HELLO?!?! If it's something that is going to disappoint someone or you know they are going to be upset...use the fucking telephone!!! Email to me is the chicken shit way out. Take your fucking lumps. Be a MAN!! Deal with it. If he would have called, it would have sounded more sincere, more genuine and I would have been disappointed but probably not feeling like I do. We would have finalized something, I would have licked my wounds and gotten on with my day a lot happier.

So, no lingerie (Marathon--I would have thrown it in my out of season pajama box-he never goes in there, but thanks for the concern).

I didn't know what to write back....so I just said "Ok. Feel Better. We'll try again soon". He felt the coolness and he wrote back. "YIKES! You sound displeased. sorry!" So, now what? It's been an hour since his last email. I haven't responded, I really don't know what to say (and I wanted him to feel a little uncertainty). I'm just going to write back the truth, who cares!

Well, blogger wouldn't load my pix so now it is 4 hours later. Had great pix picked out and now that is in the shitter too! My sulking has decreased, but I am still disappointed and really starting to question whether this will ever work. Reality is, he's another powerful businessman who barely has time to go to the bathroom. He travels excessively and well, it's not looking so great. Now relaxed, I sent him back a funny/guilt message. I explained I was disappointed not displeased and that I understood. He also has a lot going on with a situation at work as well--so I told him "The businesswoman inside of me understands but the horny woman inside of me doesn't"

Isn't it ironic that Booty Caller should email me just as I am writing this. Hmmm...do I dare? Well all this excitement ladies and gents over NOTHING but thanks for your support!!! Hey, anybody have a weekend planned where I can be a fly on the wall?!? Looks like all this excitement and I'm headed back to Ashley Madison next week.