At least, I think it was a date. It was just drinks and, in fact, I only had one pear cider. We closed the place down. Again! I talked a lot. I really must stop doing that. I know next to nothing about him. "Date" number 3 is on Sunday. Brunch and a moovie. I'm looking forward to it.
I can't explain why I like this guy. Maybe because he has been my therapist this week! He is a great listener, and not just because he lets me go on at length. Because he really seems to be paying attention.
Also, he seems nice. And I'm ready for nice. Really ready. I need a hug and for someone to hold me up and tell me everything is going to be okay.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
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Seeing a nice guy would be a good change from seeing only guys who vomit on themselves. I'd call that progress.
I feel ya! I'm ready for nice also! Good luck and have fun!
Eerrghh, sounds wonderful be a word of caution from one who has been there.. be careful that trend doesn't continue of him being in the role of your therapist. Maybe if Date 2 was a particularly/unusually bad day, but unfortunately that's not the strongest way to start something..if he came crying to you with an issue and wanted you to be HIS therapist (and was still nice), would you still be so into him? Maybe so, but often this early on it doesn't yet go both ways... you need time to establish that kind of trust and intimacy. Get to know each other!! Just a word of caution.
Good luck!
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