Just Friends

It's official. The Gipper wants to just be friends. It went something like this:
Me: you know how you said that when you met Trashy for the first time, you gave her your usual schpeil about how you're almost divorced, living at home with your parents until it's finalized, and just looking for friends? How you made sure you raised all those red flags?
Him: Yeah?
Me: So they were red flags for me too?
Him: Well, yes.
Me: Oh, ok.
Him: I really do want to be your friend, but I'm just not looking to get into anything just now. Is that ok?
Me: Yep, I just had to get it clear for myself.
**sigh**

So, the upside, is that I think I may have found a really good friend. The kind you can say almost anything to and you know they won't take offense and will give you pretty right on feedback. I'm not holding my breath that it will turn into anything more, I don't want to set myself up for that. But G-d, if you're listening, and eventually he faces his fears, realizes that I'm the one for him, and we live happily ever after, I wouldn't complain. :-)