Dating – The Boy – 3rd Date – Tues 10th Jan
It’s date three! Hurrah!! Now, after a pretty intense first week, I have high hopes for The Boy. He ticks a lot of my boxes, and quite a few that I didn’t know I had.
I arrived at his flat, having had a pretty crummy afternoon. I had mentioned to him in passing that it hadn’t been the best day, and when I arrived I found he’d been out and got us a really lovely bottle of wine. The Boy likes really good wine, so this was a really good bottle of wine. I melted a little bit more.
We sat and chatted, and that’s when things changed. He’d had a pretty stressful time at work and vented his frustrations to me. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind that at all, I know what it’s like when you don’t have anyone to share your shit with, so I was happy to listen. But for the rest of the evening he was on edge, a bit grumpy and generally out of sorts. This was a massive difference to the crazy happy Boy I’d met the week earlier. Still, we went for dinner and had good time, conversation was easy, we had a giggle, but he was still distant. The next day, he was still on edge and I left early.
And I’ve not seen him since.
To be fair, we’ve both been under the weather, him more so than I. But his messages are fewer, and a bit distracted. To be perfectly honest, I’ve been driving myself slightly nuts over this one.
What did I do wrong?
Did I not do enough?
Maybe it’s not me?
Maybe he’s just ill?
Head: “He’s probably just busy, stop over analysing”
Heart: “I need feedback…”
Head, again: “I don’t have time for this, I have waaaay more important things to do.”
Heart : “But I like him!”
Head: “Forget about it, he’s clearly not interested, don’t lose your shit.”
You know the drill.
We have arranged to see each other again, I’ve got no idea what to expect and I’m really, really nervous – in fact – my stomach is in knots.
I guess I’ll just have to wait and see…