One Down...
Well, I survived date number 1. And it doesn't yet seem to be the next chapter in my "Series of Unfortunate Events". But I mustn't count my plants before they flower, my flowers before they bloom, or my trees before they blossom. I'm usually pretty good with first dates. It's date number 2 that strikes fear into my soul. The end of that date marks the beginning of the "will he call?" waiting game. I really hate that part. I always wonder, when he says "I'll call you" does he mean "I'll call you" or "I can't think of a polite way to tell you that I'm no longer interested, so I'll pretend that I'm going to call you, but then I'll 'forget'...forever"?
But I'm getting ahead of myself. Now is not the time to start the obsessing over whether he might be interested in me or not. I have plenty of time for that later. Today, I'd rather just enjoy the experience for what it was: a very nice evening getting to know a very nice guy.
He actually surprised me a little. He wasn't as arrogant and self-assured as most the guys I go out with; it was a very refreshing change. He was also a lot more sweet and sensitive than I first credited him as being. That helped me feel a little more relaxed (if it's at all possible for a person such as myself to relax...) He's fun to joke with and didn't seem at all put off my the fact that I can sometimes be a little too "goodie" (or maybe I just chose not to notice). He seems very kind and thoughtful, possibly even (dare I say it?) caring. But I'm not putting too much stock in that yet. I've stupidly fallen for that act before, and the end result is usually more painful than when I willing go into really bad situations fully aware. I'll need more information before I make the final judgment.
Goodness, am I really as cynical as I just sounded? Poor guy!
But overall it was a positive and pleasing experience. I give the "report card" a pass.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. Now is not the time to start the obsessing over whether he might be interested in me or not. I have plenty of time for that later. Today, I'd rather just enjoy the experience for what it was: a very nice evening getting to know a very nice guy.
He actually surprised me a little. He wasn't as arrogant and self-assured as most the guys I go out with; it was a very refreshing change. He was also a lot more sweet and sensitive than I first credited him as being. That helped me feel a little more relaxed (if it's at all possible for a person such as myself to relax...) He's fun to joke with and didn't seem at all put off my the fact that I can sometimes be a little too "goodie" (or maybe I just chose not to notice). He seems very kind and thoughtful, possibly even (dare I say it?) caring. But I'm not putting too much stock in that yet. I've stupidly fallen for that act before, and the end result is usually more painful than when I willing go into really bad situations fully aware. I'll need more information before I make the final judgment.
Goodness, am I really as cynical as I just sounded? Poor guy!
But overall it was a positive and pleasing experience. I give the "report card" a pass.