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"?