Deja Vu

Sunday was my sister’s wedding.  Or I should say, their crowning.  The particular flavor of Catholic church they attend performs "crownings" rather than "weddings".  The ceremony was nice, but I was sweating my arse off because it was hot in the church.  I got through it though.  I had a low level of anxiety the whole time, but I pushed through it and came out fine.

After the ceremony and a brief lunch at the church we went to a local resort and had the reception.  The reception was nice, had good food, and I got a chance to chat with relatives from Colorado that I havent seen in a while.

There was a woman there, at the time I didn’t know her name.  She is attractive, I couldn’t help but notice her.  I took as many glances as I could steal, trying not to be too noticeable.  During one of my glances our eyes met, just briefly.  Usually I’m the first one to look away, but she beat me to it.

The whole party ate, gathered for pictures and dancing.  For a moment I entertained the thought of asking her for a dance, but I shied away, just too nervous and ill-confident to ask such a thing.  Towards the end of the pictures session, her and the group she was with (which I found out later where friends of my sister who had met when she was in school) took off.  I remember thinking to myself, I probably will never see her again, I should have at least introduced myself or something.

The party began to wrap up, guests slowly trickled out.  I was beat.  I helped clean up and then left for home.  Everyone was staying at the resort and I had the house to myself that night.  I slept really well, got up in the morning and went to work as usual.  In hindsight I should have taken the next day off but I didn’t.

Work was uneventful, got a few tasks done that I had been putting off.  Drove home through the evening grind along the 101.  Everyone is home, it seems I’ve beat my dad home as usual.  I walk through the door, my sister arbitrarily asks, "what are you doing?"  I reply, "I’m comming home from work."  I set my bag down and saw an unfamiliar person kneeling on our family room floor, her back turned to me sorting through luggage and its contents which are spread out all over our family room floor.  She turns around to give a glance and it is her.  I was astonished.  I thought I would never see her again.

My sis and her new husband wanted to get together to open wedding gifts at our house.  Apparently her flight was not until late in the evening so she joined us for the evening dinner and to stay to watch open wedding presents.  During the course of the evening I learned her name, the fact that she recently graduated in the same field as my sister, and that she interviewed for two jobs here in town while she was visiting for the wedding.  She is from the east coast and technically is seeing someone.  She didn’t know exactly how to explain the situation so it may not be anything serious.

I was the last one to the table for dinner, it appeared to be conveniently arranged so I was sitting next to her.  During the opening of the presents, although there were other open seats, she sat down next to me.  At one point soon after dinner, she reached across me to grab something off the table, very close.  Was that some form of flirting?

I have been completely distracted today.  I can’t help but to think about her.  I have also been thinking about how to appraoch this.  She doesn’t live here in the valley, although it is possible she could land a job here.  If she does I hope to spend some time with her.