BACKSTORY: Mac and I had talked earlier in the week, when he actually called to see what I was up to for the weekend. In what was the longest round of what I'm doing this weekend and will he ask me out, he says, "So you'll be in the valley on Saturday? Perhaps me, Shadow, and you, or just you and me can meet up for a drink?" Now for a man in his 40s, I don't know what I need the buddy system, but I told him it probably wouldn't be a problem for him to meet up with us after our dinner is over. So he says, "Great, I'm going to keep Saturday night open." And I told him that I would be in touch. I left him a voicemail the day of, perhaps I waited too long with the call back but it was a hectic week with my mom being in town.
Continuation of my friend's 40th birthday...after many adult beverages (and tequila shots - which is uncharacteristic of me), and no phone call or voicemail, I gave up on the idea that Mac was coming to the after party.
The biggest turn of events - "The Hill" - didn't occur until the party was officially over, I will quote a Spanish proverb to best summerize, "What the fool does in the end, the wise do in the beginning." Months after (again) not speaking to my platonic pal, we exchanged words after successfully - with the help of my friends -staying apart all night. I am sure I looked foolish but having learned once again I should have walked away, and stayed away a long, long time ago. However, I'd rather look foolish to finally learn to be wiser. This event made me question a lot and bring things to perspective - or a newer perspective (again with a little help from my friends). Things I've always known: I can't make someone they are not. I can't make someone into being that type of person I need them to be. I don't need another guy friend in my life, I have some really great ones who are far better friends than this pal was. Also, I am sick of giving people the benefit of the doubt when their past behavior already predicted how this will turn out (thanks Dr. Phil). Done. And Scene.
Mancation Status: Don't make something out of nothing, and nothing into something.
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