I wrote the last blog post.
Closed my laptop.
Called MW and asked if she wanted to do dinner with me.
She said yes, but only if it was Mexican.
I told her I would meet her in 10 minutes at the new Mexican restaurant.
I get there, hug her, tell her about Matt.
She laughed and told me I handled it well.
We started chatting idly about MM, ID, and school.
5 minutes later we were at a table eating when Matt walked in.
He didn't see us.
MW just stared at me and mouthed, "What are the chances?"
"High today apparently" I said.

I picked up a quarter and flung it at him.
It hit him in the shoulder and bounced off under and empty table.

He slowly turned around gave me a strange look and said, "What are you stalking me?"
I laughed and told him that I had been first both times and that he must be stalking me.
MW and I went back to eating and we left before he got out of line (there was a very long line when he got there).

I finally made it home and collapsed into GH's arms, told him what had happened to me all day. As I told him the story, he opened a bottle of Pinot Noir, poured me a glass and handed it to me.

I told him I loved him at the point.
He just grinned and said "I know."