So date #1 is now under my belt.
Technically speaking this is my first date in a year and a half. HH doesn't count, that was nothing official it turns out.
Nice guy. Don't think there were sparks of which to speak, but I don't take a shine super quick to most men, I have to meet them a few times to get a feeling. Not sure about him, but I got a hug at the end of the date.
Other guy I heard from last night. Work schedule because of what he does for a living, which I totally get, it interferes. I can work with that. Not a problem, god knows my job has gotten in the way many times. Who am I to object to the same in another person?
There is something I definitely know I like about this guy, maybe because he's a bit older than me (which is rare for me, I am not usually interested in men older than me), but has a very young attitude (except for last night, invited him to come join me at my girlfriend's gig, but he was exhausted from his day). I think he's cute too even if that completely amazes him.
Sigh. Back on the horse. Not sure what snapped in me, but something did and I decided I may as well. I hate it, but I'm finding I don't hate it quite as badly as I used to. Maybe I just wasn't in the right place before. I know I've done alot of changing in the past while, changing for the good, I'm more friendly, more outgoing, so I guess this is part of it.
Anyhoo. That and 4 pairs of shoes and a bunch of books at Chapters (got out of there for $19.89) is my weekend in a nutshell.
Really, must I go to work tomorrow? I have way too much to do here, things I never did do.
I also need dinner, and haven't made anything. Bad bad bad.