During my moments of despair last week I decided I needed to see FF fast, so I called and booked an appointment for today. Shortly after that I decided that I needed a massage too - I figured that would at least make me feel temporarily better - so I made an appointment with her. I couldn't get in last weekend, but she had tonight available which really worked out perfectly. Is there a better way to follow an hour of therapy? I don't think so!
Really, it was like I had two hours of therapy back-to-back. Immediately when I walked in the door for my massage I got the question, "So how was the trip?" I think the look on my face must have said it all...but I filled in the blanks in case she needed them. In one breath I was telling her how disappointed I was, but the next I was telling her about my new "distraction" who I've now seen twice. Her words of wisdom to me were... "The last boy was your distraction. Maybe he was the catalyst you needed to meet this one. When you look back on it, that boy is going to be like a little blip on the radar...like a zit on your ass."
Her words resonated with me...maybe he was a catalyst for me? I needed someone to open my eyes and then show me how it's like to be treated with kindness, sincerity and respect. (Did you see what the zit said earlier? It's been updated a couple of times today. SPACE my ass, buddy!) I needed someone to be all about me for a change.
Last night I met the boy formerly know as the distraction for sushi at a restaurant by my office. We were there for over three hours sitting at the sushi bar getting to know one another. I'm not quite sure where things are headed, and honestly right now it doesn't really matter to me. I enjoy his company and he is a nice guy and he genuinely seems like he is into me. For now.
FF says I set myself up for failure because I don't believe in myself enough and that I am afraid of the unknown. And she is pretty much right about that. So I hoping with this friend...
(This post was interrupted with an hour phone call from him.)
Just got off the phone and I told him I go to a therapist. His reaction was "why didn't you tell me last night when I was looking at you?" I explained that after mentioning on consecutive dates that he doesn't like crazy girls, I was a little unsure of his definition of crazy and if he thought seeing a therapist would be classified as such. This conversation lead to a conversation about my "issues" with boys. Nice. A little more than what I cared to share so quickly, but I told him he might as well know now because if it bothers him then oh well.
He asked if I talked about him, so I fessed up and told him I did...although not in too much detail (which might have been a little misrepresented.) I know that I need guidance when it comes to men so I'm not really ashamed to admit that. It's because I doubt everything that comes out of their mouth. Don't I have enough reason to? Anyway, he told me that he won't say something that isn't true and that he doesn't plan to hurt me. He also said that I am the boss and that I call the shots as to how slow or how fast we move. I think I am going to try to take this one slow. Might as well and lay it all out on the table for him so he knows what he's getting into.
Jokingly (but totally meaning it) I told him he'll learn more about me in due time. So now he is thinking Friday night I'm going to drop a bomb on him, which was the original plan but now it will have to wait. He's already asked to schedule lunch (at his house) next Tuesday, so maybe that will be the perfect time?
Okay - I know this might not have been quite the date recap you were anticipating but the date was good. I really enjoyed it. And so far I really enjoy him, even with our fundamental differences (which I will get into later.) Now, moving on to more important things...
What are we going to name him? I've decided against Shorty because, really, I don't want to dwell on the fact that he is shorter than me. (By the way, I did go out at lunch today and buy flats for Friday night.) His liscense plate says "G-MO2" so maybe I should call him Mo? Or my personal favorite after I found out his email address today - Assjack...apparently because he is an ass man. Ha! No shortage of that here!
Thoughts???
(Right after this was posted, I had another hour phone call from him.)
Really, it was like I had two hours of therapy back-to-back. Immediately when I walked in the door for my massage I got the question, "So how was the trip?" I think the look on my face must have said it all...but I filled in the blanks in case she needed them. In one breath I was telling her how disappointed I was, but the next I was telling her about my new "distraction" who I've now seen twice. Her words of wisdom to me were... "The last boy was your distraction. Maybe he was the catalyst you needed to meet this one. When you look back on it, that boy is going to be like a little blip on the radar...like a zit on your ass."
Her words resonated with me...maybe he was a catalyst for me? I needed someone to open my eyes and then show me how it's like to be treated with kindness, sincerity and respect. (Did you see what the zit said earlier? It's been updated a couple of times today. SPACE my ass, buddy!) I needed someone to be all about me for a change.
Last night I met the boy formerly know as the distraction for sushi at a restaurant by my office. We were there for over three hours sitting at the sushi bar getting to know one another. I'm not quite sure where things are headed, and honestly right now it doesn't really matter to me. I enjoy his company and he is a nice guy and he genuinely seems like he is into me. For now.
FF says I set myself up for failure because I don't believe in myself enough and that I am afraid of the unknown. And she is pretty much right about that. So I hoping with this friend...
(This post was interrupted with an hour phone call from him.)
Just got off the phone and I told him I go to a therapist. His reaction was "why didn't you tell me last night when I was looking at you?" I explained that after mentioning on consecutive dates that he doesn't like crazy girls, I was a little unsure of his definition of crazy and if he thought seeing a therapist would be classified as such. This conversation lead to a conversation about my "issues" with boys. Nice. A little more than what I cared to share so quickly, but I told him he might as well know now because if it bothers him then oh well.
He asked if I talked about him, so I fessed up and told him I did...although not in too much detail (which might have been a little misrepresented.) I know that I need guidance when it comes to men so I'm not really ashamed to admit that. It's because I doubt everything that comes out of their mouth. Don't I have enough reason to? Anyway, he told me that he won't say something that isn't true and that he doesn't plan to hurt me. He also said that I am the boss and that I call the shots as to how slow or how fast we move. I think I am going to try to take this one slow. Might as well and lay it all out on the table for him so he knows what he's getting into.
Jokingly (but totally meaning it) I told him he'll learn more about me in due time. So now he is thinking Friday night I'm going to drop a bomb on him, which was the original plan but now it will have to wait. He's already asked to schedule lunch (at his house) next Tuesday, so maybe that will be the perfect time?
Okay - I know this might not have been quite the date recap you were anticipating but the date was good. I really enjoyed it. And so far I really enjoy him, even with our fundamental differences (which I will get into later.) Now, moving on to more important things...
What are we going to name him? I've decided against Shorty because, really, I don't want to dwell on the fact that he is shorter than me. (By the way, I did go out at lunch today and buy flats for Friday night.) His liscense plate says "G-MO2" so maybe I should call him Mo? Or my personal favorite after I found out his email address today - Assjack...apparently because he is an ass man. Ha! No shortage of that here!
Thoughts???
(Right after this was posted, I had another hour phone call from him.)
3 affirmations:
What's with the hour long phone calls? I'm SO impressed. And liking him and more and more every day. :)
I like this boy too! Any plans for today with him??? This is getting good!!!! And from the IM with The Boy...that is exactly what he seems to be...a boy. Good riddance. Count your blessings because he sounds like an immature L.O.S.E.R.!!!!
TWO hour-long phone calls in one day?! Impressive, definitely. Stay slow, honesty, and steady with this one! You deserve it!
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