Well, I have been up here house-sitting for two weeks, come tomorrow, and I am going out of my mind. I can't remember when I have been so bored.
The house is way out of town, up on a mountain side with a view of the lake far below and Kelowna in the distance beyond. Its quiet up here. Deafeningly quiet. My friend, Donna, is in Germany so I don't have anyone to visit or talk to. And after being in the busy household she runs, this feels like a tomb. There is a son around here somewhere, and I do hear him singing as he creates a new CD in his dad's music studio downstairs, but I rarely see him. He appears in the kitchen a couple of times a day for about 5 minutes a session to grab something to eat, and then disappears back down into the bowels of the house where, once again, I hear him singing. He has an interesting voice.
I spend a lot of time on FaceBook and surfing the net. I also work on the script I am rewriting for the woman who's house this is. I try to do ten pages a day but sometimes get stuck at about five.
I can't believe I am doing this, but I've actually started looking at Crew Wanted websites again. I made my profile visible on one, after disabling it after the Florida debacle, and soon am contacted by about five or six guys looking for crew. What am I doing??
I also reactivate my profile on a dating site, change my location to Kelowna, and get three or four hits right away. One guy I recognize as someone I was in contact with about four years ago. We email back and forth a couple of times and set up a meeting at Kelly O'Brians in half an hour. I can do this as I am already dressed up and have makeup on because I was going to go to a singles dinner that is held every Sunday at Trinity Baptist, but chickened out at the last minute. Turns out they don't start until September, something they fail to mention on their website, and so I am glad I didn't waste precious gas driving all that way.
I arrive at Kellys before Michael does and wait in the car until I see him walking up to the pub. He said he'd meet me outside so I get out of my car and walk up to him. I wave as I cross the parking lot and he waves back, with a big smile on his face. That's always a good sign. One time I was meeting a guy at Starbucks and I walked past him to the bar to order my drink, I had seen him sitting there as I came through the door and recognized him from his pictures online. When I got my drink and turned around to walk to his table, he had gone - and left his large coffee behind. I guess he didn't like what he saw, but that was a dispicable way to handle it, in my opinion. Anyway, this guy is happy to see me and gives me a hug before we head inside to take a seat on the patio.
We spend two hours getting acquainted and the time flies by. He's a really great guy with a British accent and a good sense of humour. When we part, it's with a promise to stay in touch and see one another again. Then he remembers that he said I could watch a copy of a movie he was telling me about so we arrange to meet up tomorrow so I can get it.
Driving home, I realize how much I have missed socializing and getting out to meet new people. I really have to force myself to do it, but once I do I always enjoy it. I really need to create more opportunities to get out.
Donna arrives home from Germany tonight so I will go into Kelowna tomorrow to see her and then meet Michael right after as he lives in the same area as her.
