3/25/2005 08:32:00 AM|||Amy|||Since today is Good Friday, I am locked in my office at work with a quickly dwindling 2 liter bottle of Diet Coke, a styrofoam cup and my computer. I got here at about 10 to 8 this morning to work on a website for one of my faculty, and am still trying to wake up. As the blood in my veins is replaced with the Diet Coke, I can slowly feel my body coming to life. Judy helped too. Thank you, Judy! She reminded me that there's no point in trying to please anyone because, really, I can't.

So, that said...

If you've been following along, then you might know that my marriage was over long before the divorce actually happened. It was actually over before I even got pregnant with Winston (oh, the lovely little children that alcohol and Christmas parties can produce!) When I realized that Winston was on the way, everything got put on hold - but the separation was still real and divorce was still imminent. So, right around a year ago, I opened up to the possibility of meeting new people and seeing what dating was going to be like once I was no longer married. I met two wonderful men. One was Barkey (not his real name), whom I've only gotten to know via email. The other was someone with whom I work sort of - our paths don't cross often, but we do work at the same place - and we were introduced almost on a fluke.

Last Good Friday, he and I met up for the first time and went for a walk around the parking garages at work. We hadn't intended to make our walk a tour of the garages, but, well, it was. Over the next month, we would see each other on occasion - go to lunch or dinner, see a movie, that kind of thing. Then, almost by accident, our budding friendship turned into a budding romance. He was extremely uncomfortable with the fact of my marriage, and the whole thing was feeling wrong - or maybe, not so much wrong, as premature. Even though the emotional aspect of my marriage had ended long ago, I was still legally married and there was a large amount of "holding back" going on between this friend and me.

But now, I would like to introduce him into this story. He is very important to me and has become a significant part of my life, and I no longer want to try to skirt around his pressence in the narrative. I don't know where he and I are headed relationship-wise. I suspect that we have some things to work out, and everything is moving very slowly - as it should. I also don't know yet how I will refer to him. When I figure it out, I will come back to this post and write it in the title- right before the dot dot dot.|||111176251387854286|||Introducing...