So tonight...
...Tonight I had a date. With this boy I met completely by chance last Wednesday, at the gas station of all places. It was one of those situations that started as a bad situation but turned into something potentially good. I was on my way home, turned off the freeway and got a flat. I made it to the gas station on the corner. The tire was nearly off the rim. I was starting to stress since I'm uninsured. Dave came up flirting and offered to change the tire and put on my donut. And he struggled through it, talking all the time with me. I left him my number before going about getting some new tires and received a call that night. And every night since.
We get along well. He's smart. But the date could have gone better. He was a bit late because he had to deposit a check, but wasn't able to in the end. Dinner went well, we went out to this sushi place I love. And then it started going downhill. I picked up the tab since he wasn't able to deposit the check. Afterward I drove us to deposit his check and then to go to the theatre. Or at least that was the plan. Instead it was me driving around to a few places and waiting in the car for an hour and a half. Still culminating in no success. So we call it, I drive him back to his car, we make plans for another try tomorrow night, and he kisses me goodnight.
I don't know. He's cute, we get along well and have no problem talking. We have some hobbies in common like rock climbing and he can relate to my talks of Tahoe and snowboarding. But...there wasn't any spark tonight. No excitement or nervous giddiness from a glance. Not even really at the end where the tension in the air was almost palpable before the kiss.
Tomorrow is a second chance. A chance for him to make it up to me. A chance for me to feel things out further.
We're going to this place that is covered in trampolines. Floor, walls, different heights. Should be at least fun.