I’ve been seeing this guy for a little over a month and a half now and I’m finally admitting to myself that we are indeed “dating”.
As much as I tried to deal with this situation completely apathetic and emotionless, I really can’t help but to really like the guy. He’s such a gentleman, he makes me laugh, he’s intelligent, he’s respectful, he can keep a conversation going, he REALLY LISTENS, he’s a total sweetheart and is appropriately affectionate. I feel protected and taken care of while I’m in his presence.
I feel at peace.
It’s still “new”, but I have to say that I’m really impressed with him. I didn’t think it was possible to date someone who was so attentive and caring. I’m curious to see how things unfold. So far we seem to really vibe well together. I guess it doesn’t hurt that our birthdays are literally a week a part (his was last Wednesday, mine is this Wednesday…which is well, tomorrow), so we’re the same zodiac sign.
In other news blast from the past is coming up “for work” starting Thursday (and should be gone Saturday afternoon–well hopefully, since I have plans with new guy that evening). Our last interaction (about three weeks) ago, went well (we even took a short road trip), but reminded me of all of the things I’ve longed for that this new guy offers without hesitation. While I find myself emotionally frustrated with blast from the past, things like this seem effortless with new guy. He has no problem being open and honest about his emotions and how he feels about me. I still like blast from the past, but I feel like there is a massive road block on our journey to work towards anything of substance. We like each other, but that’s about it. It’s been a couple of years now and my patience is paper-thin at this point.
We’ll see what the week unfolds.
Today is my 30th birthday.
The good news is I didn’t wake up dead, but today has been a little bit of an adjustment…mostly just a mental adjustment. Kind of like 20…but more important.
I started the weekend leading up to the big day spending it out of town with a friend–well, a guy I kind of dated for the better part of a year–but “friend” nonetheless.
Anyway, the weekend was great. He pampered me all weekend. Dinners, movies, breakfast/medicine in bed (I woke up sick Saturday), movies, brunches, shopping. Because of a huge event going on in his city this past weekend, we tried to spend as much time out of traffic as we could. We even gamed for a few hours. It was fun, it was chill. We got along perfectly well. Our conversation(s) never ran dry. He gave me his undivided attention. I felt completely relaxed and comfortable. I haven’t felt that way in a really long time (with anyone).I really MISS that. As sweet as he was being this weekend, part of me is making an effort to be more emotionally mature and not completely latch on to this situation for much more than a weekend visit. Whatever will be, will be.
I took the day off of work today (my actual birthday), mostly because I knew being at work would have sucked the absolute life of me (it’s been a crazy couple of weeks and I don’t feel like getting into everything in this post). Until today, I’ve never even had my birthday off. I’ve always been in school or at work. It nice to have a day to myself. It was a quiet day, but relaxing. I got up and went to Denny’s for a FREE breakfast, went grocery shopping and then met up with my parents for lunch (also had a free coupon for birthday food), a movie and dinner. Sure, I could have gone to the moon and back drunk off my ass, but I wanted to bring this birthday in a little more calmly. Maybe I’m turning over a new leaf…well, until later this month when I finish bringing in my birthday with a weekend of insanity with some bffs of mine out of town. Hey, I still have some ridiculousness to shake out of these bones.