Y3 D318

I had a dream last night that TXGF called me and said 'hey I thought we were going to try and be friends?'. Um sure. 'Well, let's hang out then'. Okay.

That was it. That was all I remember from the dream. It would be nice if that was actually the way the world worked. But we all know the truth. You say you're going to be friends but unless you have the same circle of friends or live in the same city, it doesn't happen. It just goes to further prove that we are better off apart.

Spent the day working and around 5:30 called it quits. The kid took off around 2 to go to her grandmother's house because her mother and siblings are in town for Easter. She then went straight to work from 6-10:30. A couple of my friends came over and hung out a bit. We were all meeting up later for a night out with other friends. We all left my place around 7 and they went off to get ready and I headed to the place we were all meeting. Now, a little backstory - the place we were meeting was a restaurant/sports bar that got picked because we were going to have some folks under 21 with us. It was basically a cast function because it was my director's kids 19th birthday. Our normal place has been closed since January so they picked this new place. I knew what this place was like and thought it a bad idea from the get-go. It's not our kind of place. It's where soccer families go after games during the day and where soccer moms go at night to have one too many margaritas and bitch about their husbands and kids.

We were supposed to meet at 8. I got there at 7:30 to scope things out. Packed. All tables. No 'bar' area like we are used to. I texted my directors and asked if they had made a reservation. Nope. Sigh. Fine. I then sweet talked my way into the biggest table they had free. I sat there for 20 minutes getting dirty looks from families of 4 and 5 coming in and who were having to wait. Finally by 8:30 we had 12 of us so it wasn't so bad, but we ended up spread over three tables on two sides of the place. I had suggested a different place, but no one listens to me on these things.

All in all, I had fun. I had a few drinks, socialized, and bailed around 10. The kid and I got home roughly the same time. She told me about her day, I told her about mine and we went off to bed. Nothing exciting. But nothing bad either. It was what it was. I had fun. Didn't spend a lot of money, was out being social, and was home safe and sober at a decent hour.

That's all I can ask.