It’s just been a really crazy week, but I should have called.” I smiled, “No worries, it’s been a busy week for me too,” cool as a cucumber.
The date ended up being one of the best I’ve ever been on- we chatted non-stop, sparks were igniting, and I just felt all warm and fuzzy inside.
I didn’t get it, he was so into me that weekend, what could have possibly changed so dramatically?
We exchanged numbers, kissed, said our goodbyes, and I left feeling quite pleased with myself, knowing that I had played my cards right. I wasn’t expecting a call on Monday or Tuesday because of the ‘rules’ and all that, but by Wednesday night I started to feel a little panicked. By 7 pm I had two choices: resign myself to the fact that he isn’t into me, or do something I had never, ever done before- call him. As the phone rang I practiced the message I would leave on his voicemail in my head but was interrupted when, to my astonishment, a very perplexed-sounding J answered the phone.
Deducing that I had nothing to lose, I decided to go with the latter because he was cute and funny and he gave me butterflies in my stomach which no one had done since my ex and I had been incapable of feeling anything for anyone after my ex and now I finally had feelings again and feelings don’t come around every day so I wasn’t gonna let this go so easily. From there, a horrifically awkward conversation ensued.
I looked at him, stunned, “Sorry, I forgot how pretty you are.” The only thought resounding in my head was WTF?!?
I was dying to ask why he didn’t call me but I restrained myself.
However, it wasn’t until I broke the rules that I realized this type of situation can’t be so easily explained or dismissed.
Experience is the best teacher of all and this particular experience was an eye-opener and game-changer for sure. I met up with a friend one Saturday afternoon at a bar for a football game. He was cute, charming, and we seriously hit it off right away.I stepped off the elevator to see an absolutely miserable looking guy slumped on a chair.I reluctantly approached him, “Um hey, are you ready to go? When we stepped outside, he grabbed me, and kissed me.I also learned that a little bit of confidence and courage can go a long way when it comes to getting what you want.Had I never called J, I probably would have spent many more months wallowing in self-pity thinking that there was something about me that just wasn’t good enough, at least in his eyes.Towards the end of the date, he looked like a fool in love.