Last night I went out for date numero dos with the current lady. As I said before, I was excited but a little cautious, a little wary, about it. We went for sushi, and I arrived early. I sat there, waiting, expectant, my foot tapping faster than hummingbird wings, looking forward to the moment she moved into view in the picture windows.
She arrived, we had delicious sushi, then delicious ice cream. We walked and held hands, we might have smooched a little, and so on. In many ways, it was a lot like our first date.
I had been concerned, after some brief flakiness, that she wasn't actually into me and was trying to send hints. Indeed, the brilliant and reliable Kat Cox assessed that to be the likely situation. But she's definitely into me. I'm definitely into her. I don't feel nervous about it like I did during and after the first date; I feel really confident.
I have to skip town for a couple weeks, which will be a good trip, but the timing is unfortunate. She was definitely sad that I'll be gone, which I take as a good sign. I do think we'll see each other later this week though.
The real issue that comes now is my role in this blog. When Lola and I started, the agreement was if you're five dates in, you could bounce. But the truth is, I see real potential with this girl. You'll notice she doesn't have a nickname on this blog - it's because I don't want to think of her that way. So if I write less and less about this relationship as it develops, be happy. Besides, I will definitely contribute in other ways.
I agree. If it is going well, then don't write about her. I would like a blog about pre-date maintenence and grooming, though!
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