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SO before you even begin reading this I want to let anyone who knows me personally that I am not posting this and requesting people to comment, if anything I am posting this to myself and for no one else. Everyone has an opinion and I am slowly learning that sometimes I don't want to know what people think. Did he call me Thursday night, nope. I was so upset that I actually did cry. I had such anger towards the entire situation. Why would he come into my life and then not come back. I was just so angry. Anyways 3am comes along and I get a nice wake-up call. He's stuck in Bonnyville, his bestfriend (who I wouldn't refer to as his best friend any more) left him and he's in his car that doesn't have accurate registration on it. This was what he was supposed to be doing on Friday. But instead they start drinking right after work and think that it would be a good idea to go to Bonnyville, drunk with no registration on the car! So what do I do, ask him if he is going to stay in a hotel. He said that he walked to a few and couldn't get a room. He said that it was because of his race. That hit me for some reason. I didn't even think like that. I automatically assumed that it is Bonnyville, and there is a tonne of oil activity going on so that is why there is no rooms. SO then I tell him that I can go and pick him up. He was surprised that I would do this. What else was I supposed to do? I didn't even think about it. That is how women are stupid. I forgot about how angry I was at him for the previous week and I go running to him when he is need. So I go to Bonnyville, we talk until I am 10 minutes out and then he told me to call him back. I get to Bonnyville and all I get is his voicemail. Stupid us didn't clarify exactly where he was or what the car looked like. SO I drove around for 15 minutes and then went back home. 5:05am when I get back home! Go back to bed and sleep until 7:15am, get up to let the dogs out and who calls? You guessed it. He's still in Bonnyville the car got impounded because it didn't have proper registration and his cell phone is about to die. This time we are smart enough to meet at A&W. So by now you have guessed that I told him again that I would go back and pick him up. He's where he is supposed to be and waiting for me. Apologizes profusely for the night before. Cell phone is dead, I double checked. SO off we go to spend the day together. Great day. Did errands and just hung out together. Still get the butterflies whenever he touches me. We talk about where we are at. We both have been burned pretty bad 2 years ago so we decide to take it slow. His daughter is also moving in with him and that will slow things down too because although I want to meet her I don't want to yet. So when will I see him again? Probably next days off. I'm okay with him not calling every night, and told him so. He surprised me though last night because he did call. I missed the call though so I'm not always going to be completely available to him. So do I thank God for giving me a sign? Did he give me a sign? Is it good or is it bad? I have no idea. I just know that for right now I am happy and content. Geez, the first thing he said to me when I picked him up was that I looked totally hot and I hadn't showered was low on sleep and slapped on my makeup as fast as I could. So for right now he's a keeper. I'm not perfect and so why should I expect him to be too. For some reason though any flaws that I am sure you all are pointing out are not flaws to me. I just see that he is being up front and honest about himself and his life.