After our lake date, I didn't hear from Sgt. Younger for a few days.
I wondered: was the sight of me in a swimsuit so terrifying that he didn't want to see me in person (in clothes) again? Had he decided he'd seen enough (of my skin) and didn't ever want to see more of my ghostly pale flesh?
Insecurities raged. I also considered the slim possibility that he might be waiting to hear from me. Maybe he didn't want to always be the one getting in touch? Perhaps I, for once, might initiate contact? Sometimes, it's hard to remember that in dating, like the regular world, I can and probably should communicate like a normal person.
So, I texted him.
Me: Hey! I had a great time on the boat with you on Saturday! Hope you finally caught up on your sleep. Having a good week?
Him: hey there! Finally rested up, been really busy this week.
Me: (waits for more)
Him: (nothing more)
Me: So, was our last date our last date? Or do you want to find a time to get together again?
Him: (takes his sweet time responding) (tricky bastard)
Him: I would like to go out again. How about a movie Thursday or Friday?
Me: (Ugh, what is with this kid and the movie dates?) Sure! Sounds fun.
Him: Okay, I'll figure out some options and get back to you.
Me: Great! (I am resisting the immense urge to google movie times and make suggestions because I always like to have a plan! Instead, I am so chilled out! (I am not chilled out at all!)) I'll look forward to hearing from you!
The next evening, he texted me again:
Him: Thursday is out, I have a late meeting. I guess we'll go on Friday, okay?
Me: (Thank you for your enthusiasm about seeing me again. Not.) Sounds good!
Me: (waits for him to respond with options.)
Me: (I would like some options now please.)
Me: (For the love of all that's holy, can we please make a freakin' plan?)
Me: I looked up some options, what do you think about blahblahcrappychoices?
Him: Let's go with (some option I don't remember).
Me: Great! Looking forward to it! (Holds self back from purchasing tickets in advance. So what if they're sold out when we get there? I am so relaxed about this!)
Thursday evening:
Him: Hey, I was just trying to buy tickets online, and (rando choice) is sold out.
Me: Hey! Thanks for thinking in advance to buy tickets! (NO REALLY, thank you!!!!!) We would've been bummed to show up tomorrow and not get in, I bet. I'm looking at other options. . .what about Ted?
Him: Oh right, the movie with the talking bear! Seth Green did that movie, I bet it's funny.
Me: (Isn't Seth Green that ginger actor from Austin Powers? I don't think that's who you mean. I bet it's terrible.) Let's find out!
Him: It will either be hilarious or awful, right?
Me: (Yes, it will be awful.) Yes, totally! Either way, fun for all!
Him: Got the tickets. Come over an hour before, and we'll go from here.
Me: Sounds good!
With a plan in place for our fourth date, I actually did chill out. He wanted to see me again! ::twirls::
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