My Journey Back From The Crazy.

A few facts:  I’m a woman; women sometimes act crazy; I went a little crazy.  Luckily I had my super awesome friend and the help of her super awesome new husband to talk me down from the crazy ledge.  We were talking about my last post (rant is more accurate) about the plan-ahead gene that seems to be missing from the male population at large.  She said, “I totally agree with you.”  Her husband said, “Maybe you’re putting a little too much thought into this.”  Interesting.  Turns out men do indeed know men best, and literally while this conversation with them was taking place, I got a text message from This Guy asking about our date for the evening.  The date was semi-planned on Sunday (i.e. “yeah, Wednesday sounds good!”) but because of the lack of time and place specifics, I was left scratching my head – are we going out or aren’t we?  If I venture into the scary land of male brain for a second, I’m guessing here is what he was thinking: “We agreed on Sunday that we were going out on Wednesday.  Now it’s Wednesday, I should probably figure out when and where and let her know.” 

So – Wednesday night was the first official date with This Guy, where both of us knew it was a date.  I noticed myself putting more thought into getting ready because 1) I like This Guy and 2) I knew for sure it was a date.  Side note, getting ready for dates is fun – picking out an outfit, putting on a little extra makeup and making sure my hair looks just right usually results in a little boost of confidence, which has the added benefit of calming my nerves just enough.  Add in the fact that it’s finally spring in New York and I no longer have to wear puffy coats and snow boots, and I usually walk into a date feeling like a champ. 

We met for dinner and just like the non-date/half-date, conversation was relaxed, easy, and full of laughter.  This Guy really makes me laugh, and I make him laugh too.  He’s just such a happy and positive guy, it’s different than what I’ve known in the past. I asked him if there was anything that made him mad – bullying was his answer.  Agreed – ain’t nobody got time for bullies.  Because I’ve know This Guy for a few months, conversation feels a little more in depth than what an average first date may include.  Past loves, family relationships, what we want for the future – it felt like nothing was off the table.

We ended the official first date in the same way the non-date/half-date ended, with a lovely little kiss - no homeless man serenade this time though.  Another thing I like about This Guy, he texts to make sure I get home safely.  Aw, sweet right?  I am pretty sure there will be an official second date with This Guy, but I’m going to do my best to make sure my last trip to crazy town was a one time thing, and give this whole process less thought in general (thanks super awesome friend’s husband!).  Oh, and speaking of what happens when you aren't stuck in your fog of crazy, News Guy and I have been in communication as well - we have tentative plans for next week (which I am actively not obsessing about, as of right now).  This Dater's Mama comes for a visit today, so no dates on the calendar for an entire week and plenty of time to not think about dating!