So it’s been a pretty cool weekend so far. Went to the “big city” to visit and ‘s new pad. Very nice.
Then Grant called (like, several times) and I decided to go on the date after all. He’s just been so damn polite. Yes, there have been flags here -but does anyone NOT have flags? I figure a date is a chance to get to know whether someone is really compatible with you. Time spent with a stranger with the express purpose of getting to know them.
I figure, if after the date I still feel unsure… then I’ll just not go again. But if it goes well, who knows? That USED to be the whole idea of dating. You go on a date and that’s it.
This time, it’s going to be old fashioned. No sexual stuff. Just ME being treated like a lady. OR ELSE.
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