They say that three is the charm? or something like that? I really was interested/cautiously/confusidly with Boat Builder (the 1st). Currently being caught up by Storm (the 2nd). Met the third one tonight. We had only emailed a few times. We'd gone over the interests/personality traits via email, hadn't talked in person. He said he was really nervous to meet me, but wanted to, and I wanted to meet him too. He seemed really sweet and down to earth. Shy.
The first few seconds/minutes weren't promising. I was waiting on a bench outside the cafe...he walked up to me. OK. So I KNOW that when you first meet someone new, your guard can be up, you're nervous, you are not yourself. But he DIDN'T smile at me. He didn't look at all happy to be there. He admitted previously that he was nervous to meet me. As we drank our coffee he admitted I was the first girl he had met in person through the site. He said that out of all the girls he had written back and forth with, I was the only one he thought was WORTH meeting. Ok, wow, flattered.
We left the cafe...went walking around the downtown. We talked about all the meaningless stuff...family..siblings...jobs..blah blah blah, job interview stuff. He started to relax a bit. I started to see the scared sweet guy behind the huge teeth and big ears. Not that he was unattractive. When he loosened up, he was darn right cute. Slim muscular body. My age. He has large clear blue green eyes. Some of the biggest most attractive eyes I've seen on a man (better than the French Man).
I felt like I wanted to give him a second date....maybe he'll be a bit more of himself. Who knows. I don't think you can click with someone after just 1.5hrs. And his schedule is VERY different from mine. He works 3rd shift. He said he really enjoyed meeting me and wanted to see me again, he asked if he could give me his phone number.
We were standing on the sidewalk just near my shop, I had just finished giving him MY number, we had shaken hands and were starting to walk away from each other when a big gleaming pick-up truck drove by, honked, a tan muscular arm out the window waving at me: Boat Builder. OMG.
So. This third guy. I don't think there is ANYTHING going for us. But I think I would see him again. On a friendly basis. Try to give him some confidence, try to encourage him to get the courage to get out and meet more girls because he is not the guy for me in the long run...but he certainly has some good traits, and is cute... His schedule is not something that would work for me in the long run. I need a guy that has the time for me that works with MY schedule (and so far that is Storm).
So here I have met and discovered The Third Guy.
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Saturday, June 2, 2012
The Analysis and The Investment
This has been a rather intense week. Gone is the loneliness I was suffering from. And it's possible I've gone over my texting limit. I've been talking with Storm almost constantly (emails, texts, phone calls, and in person....I've seen him 3 times this week). And all of a sudden boat builder is talking to me again and asked me out last night. (Boat builder walked into my shop last night looking rather hot, just 5 minutes after Storm left, EEP).
I've been learning a lot about myself since AJ and I broke up. I've been doing a lot of internal analyses. One thing I've found with the dating site and meeting new people online is that it's like one big huge complicated awkward job interview. After the initial email with somone who you are interested in...you start going deeper and deeper. You write about why you would be a great person to be with. You write about why you WOULDN'T be a great person to be with and see if that scares the guy away. You write about things that interest you and worry that you are boring. Are you a procrastinator? Insomniac? Have some phobias? Your thoughts on political/social issues? Allergic to cats? Like kinky sex? Seriously, it all comes up and you have to figure out how you will answer, and IF you will answer certain questions.
And I am finding it way too fascinating learning about new people. I've only been emailing with Storm, and the guy I will be meeting tomorrow. And here lies the problem. With Storm. The more I get to know about him, and interact with him....the more and more I'm finding that I LIKE him. And I am feeling myself becoming emotionally invested. A couple days ago I had the opportunity to watch him work for several hours. He brought his professional photography equipment to my shop and spent hours photographing the crystals. I sat back and let him do his thing. I watched him thinking and figuring out the set up, the lighting, the placement and orientation of the crystals. The look and adorable sound of delight when he captured a particularly pretty image (he was infatuated by the facets and the colors). There are other things about him too. Like how interested he is in knowing ME, and the things that matter to me. And he has an almost boyish curiosity/inquisitiveness about him. The other night we were out walking and we heard a large cricket nearby. He stopped and stooped to poke around for it, to see where it was. He walks around my shop fascinated by all the bits and bobbles and wanting to know what they are, what they are for, what they are made of. He's been both shy and very forward with me. He tells me that I am intriguing, and adorable. We've talked about everything. He laughs and gets hung up on his words sometimes. He's extremely open. Kind. Caring. He's out of the ordinary (at least as far as guys I have known).....And I'm finding myself falling head over heels for him.
Then I take a step back and try to figure out WHY. Why him?
...and wishing that I didn't like the first guy that I met on the dating site. What about my adventures in dating? What about the book that I would write after years of awkward moments and kissing frogs?
isn't there some sort of expression...."Taken by storm"?
I've been learning a lot about myself since AJ and I broke up. I've been doing a lot of internal analyses. One thing I've found with the dating site and meeting new people online is that it's like one big huge complicated awkward job interview. After the initial email with somone who you are interested in...you start going deeper and deeper. You write about why you would be a great person to be with. You write about why you WOULDN'T be a great person to be with and see if that scares the guy away. You write about things that interest you and worry that you are boring. Are you a procrastinator? Insomniac? Have some phobias? Your thoughts on political/social issues? Allergic to cats? Like kinky sex? Seriously, it all comes up and you have to figure out how you will answer, and IF you will answer certain questions.
And I am finding it way too fascinating learning about new people. I've only been emailing with Storm, and the guy I will be meeting tomorrow. And here lies the problem. With Storm. The more I get to know about him, and interact with him....the more and more I'm finding that I LIKE him. And I am feeling myself becoming emotionally invested. A couple days ago I had the opportunity to watch him work for several hours. He brought his professional photography equipment to my shop and spent hours photographing the crystals. I sat back and let him do his thing. I watched him thinking and figuring out the set up, the lighting, the placement and orientation of the crystals. The look and adorable sound of delight when he captured a particularly pretty image (he was infatuated by the facets and the colors). There are other things about him too. Like how interested he is in knowing ME, and the things that matter to me. And he has an almost boyish curiosity/inquisitiveness about him. The other night we were out walking and we heard a large cricket nearby. He stopped and stooped to poke around for it, to see where it was. He walks around my shop fascinated by all the bits and bobbles and wanting to know what they are, what they are for, what they are made of. He's been both shy and very forward with me. He tells me that I am intriguing, and adorable. We've talked about everything. He laughs and gets hung up on his words sometimes. He's extremely open. Kind. Caring. He's out of the ordinary (at least as far as guys I have known).....And I'm finding myself falling head over heels for him.
Then I take a step back and try to figure out WHY. Why him?
...and wishing that I didn't like the first guy that I met on the dating site. What about my adventures in dating? What about the book that I would write after years of awkward moments and kissing frogs?
isn't there some sort of expression...."Taken by storm"?
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