Well, I called her around 1:30pm and still no response as of 3:45pm. I know that she doesn't return phone calls sometimes anyway but this seems a bit more serious.

I briefly talked to my therapist over the phone before I called Elaine, and she agreed with Carmen that it's better to resolve the issue sooner rather than later. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.

Elaine didn't have much of a problem with me taking her out to nice restaurants often. In fact she was joking that she's going to be all thin and haggard by the time I get back from New Zealand. It was pretty funny at the time. I think this was before I dropped the bombshell, though. Damn it!

Once again, I must confess that I'm feeling a little weepy deep inside. It's less than it was before, luckily but still disconcerting none the less. No one likes rejection after all especially over a rather avoidable misstatement on my part.

I do think I was keeping the pace of our relationship rather slow and controlled but now that this has happened, I feel all the control went over to her. The ball's in her court, so to speak. I hope she hits back a softball...