As Good As It Gets
A hot topic among my friends both guys and girls is dating. Since my breakup with the ex up through let’s say the last month, I’ve been very good at avoiding the whole dating thing. Not just the physical part but the emotional connection that goes along with things and normally complicates life (at least for me). Now, I know what you’re thinking…for the past how many months I have done nothing but tell the entire tblog community of my life and the events that take place in it and you are right but realize that you really don’t know me. You can’t see me which makes telling you and taking advice from you much easier. I have a wall to hide behind a “firewall” so to say.
I guess now would be a good time to tell you what I’ve been up to for the past 2 months or so. A friend of mine stumbled across this networking website called Woome.com. This is a site that allows you to meet and chat with people throughout the world. When we started we had some rules set up for protection purposes only. First was, no locals, meaning no one from our state. Second we were only going to engage in fun conversation/banter and nothing more. Not allowing conversations to get personal.
I was doing great, met a bunch awesome people from the US to Spain, Turkey, Sweden etc. had some awesome conversations, learned a lot about culture, religion, music and customs throughout other parts of the world. I mean I learned more by talking to these people than I have in any classroom. Of course you meet a bunch of rude people along the way and all they want you to do is your clothes off on cam but with one simple click of a button and their asses are blocked… gone, no more bother to you. Which is much easier than getting rid of let’s say an ex boyfriend/girlfriend (that’s a whole other story).
Well being the little rebel that I am, broke the rule and found a person that lived in the same state as me. Honestly, I wasn’t looking for him. I was reading and checking profiles and I was intrigued so I sent off a friend request. Never in a million did I expect to have a conversation with him. Well we started chatting, one day led to two, then three and before you knew about maybe three weeks went by and we were chatting all the time. I mean we were on skype.com so we could see each other which makes getting to know a person far away much easier. Anyway, this is guy is great, comes from a good family, has strong values, see things for what they are and understands about working hard, he's real and I like real people. Most of all he and I got along great. We spent quiet some time asking questions first basics then more in depth questions. Some of which I didn’t want to really answer until we met. Only because if you read it or hear without talking sometimes it comes to be worse than it is.
So a weekend came around where he was coming through town on his way back home to where he grew up. So me being the straight forward person I am, invited him to over to hangout. I mean understand I felt like I’ve known him a long time. To me it was the quality of the conversation not the quantity even though the quantity was up there in numbers. So we went out to dinner and had some drinks at a local bar. You have to understand that there nothing else to do that weekend because it was home coming for the our college football team and well you know, when it’s home coming, pretty much everything revolves around the team including partying and drinking, especially in a college town. Anyway, we hung out and I thought we had a pretty good time, definitely got along. Oh and did I mention he brought his dog whom I adore, she is so cute.
Anyway he stayed in town that night left in the morning to head to his hometown. Nothing happened I’m not that kind of girl. When I got back I realized that he had left something behind and I notified him via text that he forgot something. So he said he’d pick up on his way back. I’m like okay, so that Sunday he got here I made a late lunch early dinner. He was really tired and stayed in town again (again nothing happened) the next morning he left and headed home.
Now I’m a person of pattern and habits, so when things change I tend to make note of it right away. Most of all I tend to analyze things, which is quite odd because I’m not really a person that likes to be analyzed. I noticed since that weekend things haven’t been quite the same. The texting started to slow down dramatically, and the skyping...well once a week would be a lot at this point, no more emails, or thoughtful calls at work and well phone calls…you get the picture. The twitterpation is gone I guess.
Too bad too because I did really enjoy speaking with him, he’s smart, funny and you can tell has a great heart. Well those are the important thing. I didn’t know I’d like him until we met. I mean really, I felt like I knew him a long time. It’s not like me to let anyone into my home. Especially since at that time it was still not put together yet, boxes were still unpacked and the furniture wasn’t assembled yet. However, I felt that I knew him a long time and well, it didn’t matter.
So how did I handle this little dilemma? I sent an email expressing my concerns. He’s a big football fan, season ticket holder, tailgater, etc. I understand how much football means to him. Although he doesn’t know it it’s one of the things a liked about him. Anyway, the bottom line is he’s on a tight schedule so time is limited. After I received his response, I pretty much decided that I am going to go with the flow on things. So how does a lady go with flow?
The following week I had another date, but this time it wasn’t with a person I met online. It was with a person that I had met through work on several occasions. We have some mutual friends in common so I figured why not. Anyway, I had fun, he was nice and ladies chivalry is not dead just lost in most of this generations. We hung out the next three nights after work, one of which was a function for work that we both had to attend. Really, I enjoyed his company and his effort. However, right before we were about to leave, the topic of age came up. Let’s say I was SHOCKED when I found out his real age amongst a group of people. I was so embarrassed. He’s my nephew’s age I am eight years older than my nephew! Plus, he had lied to me about it and only because he knew I would never go out with him if I knew the truth. Those of you, who know me, know that totally grosses me out. My nephew is like my little brother and well, just wouldn’t have entertained the idea had I known.
So what did I do? Well, I turned around (here I am in heals, black mini dress trying to remain graceful at the same time) but at the same time was stomping mad and started to walk away. Of course he came after me and all I could do was wonder what other lies has he told? He swears there was nothing else and he knows it was wrong but he wanted to show me that age really isn’t an issue and that he wanted a fair chance. He also said that he planned on telling me by Thanksgiving if I hadn’t figured it out yet. What makes him think we were going to be seeing each other that long. He just wanted more time for me to get to know the real him.
Right there, I realized I had a choice to make. I can either cut him off completely or I can really take heed to what he said and continue getting to know him. I mean honestly for his age, he’s very impressive, has his life together and well seems beyond his years in many ways. Plus, he really wanted to take the time to get to know me. I had to give him credit where credit is due, he’s trying and well I guess he knows a good thing when he see it So I told him the same thing that was said to me…we’ll just go with the flow and see what happens.
I just don’t understand what makes people tick. I mean I spent more time and quality conversations with guy number one and well he’s doing his own thing. I think it’s safe to say that he is clearly no longer interested. Which, kind of sucks I guess because the bottom line is I really enjoyed talking and having him around. I miss him in some ways; he definitely had that ability to be the shiny spot in my day. Also, I took the time to let him into a world that existed a long time ago. I never tell anyone about it, I mean I haven’t even written about it and I probably never will. My friends have speculated on what is going on with him and I’m hoping that their speculations are not true and that it’s just a busy time of year. However, time will tell and so will actions because they speak louder than words.
Now here is guy number two who just can’t seem to get enough of me. He is trying but there is something telling me not to bother. Maybe it’s the fact that he’s lied and I hate lying. Who knows, I do know one thing is that the frequency of us hanging out has to be cut down a little. I like him, but not that much to spend all my time texting, chatting etc…Oh wait a light just went off…Maybe the way I feel about guy number two is the way guy number one feels about me. Wow… Talk about lessons learned. Well since I don’t want to make this person feel the way I do. I am going to do as the word says and treat him the way I want to be treated. I am going to call him and see him for dinner to discuss what is going on and how things have been handled by him and me. Is this as good as it gets?
Till next time,
PPP
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