Eureka!

Ok so the story of Mr. Gold Shoes continues - of course you just knew it was going to, didn't you? As I said I would, I went out on this past Friday but specifically in hopes of seeing him again after my crushing faux pas of losing his number. Honestly I had to really talk myself into going because I was so afraid of being disappointed. Well I was disappointed. He was not there and my friend that works there, Jorge, had not seen him and so with a deep sigh I thought to myself, "Oh well. Now what?". The only viable thing that came to mind was vodka shots so I indulged. By midnight I was bored but driving was not a good idea so I went to another place.

At this new place I was very blah and moved onto water. That is when I noticed Manuel, a big handsome bear. I was not over the top excited but only because I was having trouble putting my disappointment aside. I did however go up to Manuel, introduced myself and we talked for a long time. He had lived in TJ before but now lives and Sonora - which is far. He manages a Sam's club and is being transferred up here at the end of the summer. He was super nice, very easy to talk to and great on the eyes but mostly I was enjoying the terrific company.

When the place closed he walked me to go get a taxi and we ended up on a bench talking for about an hour and a half. We swapped numbers and on Saturday I messaged him to thank him for the company and say it was great to meet him. We texted for a bit and then made plans to hang out again on Sunday. Sunday came and again it was great with Manuel. He company pleased me greatly but on Monday I knew he was getting on a plane to go home so I just kept it at that.

Somehow we ended up on the same bench again as I was preparing to go home when I got a text from Jorge saying that he found Omar (the real name of Mr. Gold Shoes). My eyes lit up. Is this sounding like a really bad chick flick or what. Like I say I was getting ready to go so I was outta there. I went to the club and found Jorge and as he pointed out where Omar was, Omar then looked at me and had a huge smile. Jorge was like, "go on, go on!". Jorge is such a fantastic guy and terrific friend. I went on over and apologized profusely for my stupidity in losing his number. He apologized for wear his brown shoes - such a wicked sense of humor.

We just picked right back up - we talked a lot - we laughed - we danced and I told him I was so happy to see him and he told he was happy I found him. He is super affectionate - a lot of hand holding and hugs and sincerely warm smiles. I think he smiles more than me. I naturally put his number into my phone - he put mine into his and I even sent a message and it worked perfectly. He is going a way with weekend to the desert in CA - he told me this the first night I met him. I asked if I could see him when he returned and he told me I better! It will be more fun.

I am not too sure about fate but I do know that kismet comes around my life very often. Plus I made this happen -- well not the initial meeting him or meeting another super guy along the way. I will admit that it has made act silly and like a schoolgirl but everyone is entitled sometime. True enought though - me acting like a Molly Ringwald character is a tad goofy - oh well then I am goofy, so be it. I know I will see Omar again - and I will definitely stay in touch with Manuel and perhaps see him again too. In the long run what will be will be and I am very ok with that. What has me super goofy though is the reminder that I am attractive and enjoyable to others. I forget a lot of things and seems to always forget that important thing so being reminded of that made me walk on clouds today. Here is to the future - let's all cross our fingers!

PS The first photo is Manuel and I. The second photo is Omar (Mr. Gold Shoes) from last night - he makes silly faces for the camera but trust me he is handsome.