talk about fate

i am in yaletown. the last time i was cat-sitting in yaletown, i tried to make coffee date plans with dave. they fell through. i have long decided to stop beating my head against the proverbial wall and stop calling him/emailing him/in general, just cease all unnecessary communications with him. i was okay with this.

i went to a welcoming ceremony for a lawyer i know who was recently elevated to the bench. it was at the courthouse on smithe street so me and my boss walked there after work. the courtroom was crowded and we arrived with a minute left before they began. i scooted into the aisle to get a better view of the seating situation and who is the first person i lock eyes with? dave. who works in surrey. i pretended not to see him (very smooth, i know). but i didn't want to not talk to him. so at the reception afterwards, i sort of sidled up to him and we chatted. and for the record, he's the one who brought up coffee. ok, so i casually mentioned that i was housesitting near him. a block away from him. on the same street. and as he left, he made sure to ask if i still had his number. i hesitated and asked if he had mine. he said he might but he had a new phone. then he said, "well, you know where i work. call me there if you don't have my cell." too easy.

i will call him - you know i will. but i have zero expectations now. we're just friends and i'm okay with that. really i am. no, really. :)