Who would have thought that during the middle of tax season, I could actually muster up enough energy to go out on a date. So, after getting off of work at 8pm on Saturday, I actually did that.
Since it was really too late to go to dinner, the Umbrella Guy from Christmas met me at my place (the sidewalk of course). We went to the Iron Monkey next door and had some drinks. Then, he invited me to his place for some wine.
Not being one to turn down wine, I went. At his place, he hooked up his Ipod and I had the MOST fun I have had in quite a long time. We went through his music and sang along to all of our favorite songs and danced around like kids. He broke out his guitar and we sang like hippies on the sidewalk in Berkley circa 1965. He also broke out his banjo and we played around with that too.
The next time I looked at the clock it was 3 in the morning and I had to work on Sunday. UGH!! He walked me home and walked with me to walk my dogs. Did I say walk enough in that last sentence?? Talk about redundancy. I think I need a class in writing.
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