So I had another date Friday night with the guy I first had a date with before I went to Denver a few weeks ago. His name is Joey and he’s a perfectly nice guy.
This is a long post, so more after the break!
I told you all that he seemed motivated. If the movie “He’s Just Not That Into You” is true, parts of it are, I can assure you. The part where the guy says that if a guy is into a girl, he will find a way to see her. He will make it happen. He will call/text/email. That part is 100% true. Why we women try to deny that and give men excuses, that they are busy and have busy lives and don’t have time to text/call us is beyond me. I do it too, so do my friends. Its ridiculous.
In all my dating (and lately, it really has been a lot!) I have learned a few things;
-If he likes you, he will call/text/email. It is simple. Men are easy to understand in this way.
-Go with your gut. If your gut is trying to tell you something, listen. With so many of the guys I’ve dated lately I haven’t listened to my gut. That is dumb. My gut is ALWAYS right.
-That old saying, “when you know, you know” really is right. Because with all these guys I haven’t known if we were meant to be together (or have known that they weren’t right for me). Listen to that voice inside. It is trying to tell you something.
-Hold out for the magic. It’s there. I know it is. I have yet to find it, but the hope of it is what keeps me going. What feeds my soul. I KNOW he is out there, somewhere. I have faith that God doesn’t want me to be alone for the rest of my life. That sustains me in the crazy journey. The magic of what I know is coming. It’s out there. I promise.
Back to Friday night’s date. Joey lives in Omaha (about 45 minutes away) and he drove down to meet me for a drink after I had dinner with my friends. I called and asked to meet for Froyo as I’m on a Froyo kick currently. We decided to do that, then grabbed a drink at a local bar. We had a perfectly nice time. He’s funny, sarcastic and teased me a lot. I was tired and apparently wasn’t going to try to hide it. I don’t like to drink much/drink really ever so in the time it took me to drink one drink, he had two. We then decided to go another bar. I got a drink there, and he got another one.
(Random fun fact about Melissa: I’ve never, ever been drunk. I don’t like feeling out of control and I really don’t want to waste the calories on drinks when I could eat them instead!)
Joey spent a lot of the date telling me that he was going to get me drunk that night. It was funny at first, then just annoying. I was cold and tired. He could tell and I felt bad about that, but I honestly wasn’t feeling it. I just don’t feel that connection, the chemistry with him and I don’t know how to tell him.
He walked me back to my car and then I took him to his car. He gave me a hug goodnight (still hasn’t tried to kiss me!) and we left. He wanted me to text him when I got home because he thought that two drinks made me drunk. I thought that was sweet. But I just am not feeling it. And I feel bad about that.
He texted me last night, to ask me how my long run went. He talked for a bit and that was it. I have yet to hear from today, but I’m fairly ambivalent about it. I feel bad when he does text because I’m just not feelin’ it. First World Problems. A guy likes me and I don’t like him? I should be so lucky. Sigh.
So, I guess I will see him again if he asks. I always think that a kiss can say so much, so if we do see each other again I will see how things go. That’s the plan anyway.
I have more to tell you all about other men I’ve been seeing these past few months. There’s some good nicknames and stories. I’ve learned some hard lessons these last few months. But pain builds character, right? That’s another post for another day.
Happy Sunday Friends!
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