Kissing in the rain | Another first date story (part 2)

[Part One]

Coming out of the bathroom and picking up my phone, I’m saying to myself “PLEASE HAVE TEXTED ME” and “ANN DON’T GET LIKE THIS” at the exact same time. I unlock my phone and I see he’s sent me a text:

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I do a little dance around my bedroom. I practically squeal “OMG HE’S NOT A BAD TEXTER!!”

I send him a flirty and witty response. I gotta be me:

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I sent a couple of girlfriends the text equivalent of the little dance I did in my bedroom. I was happy in that moment. And of course my internal monologue was telling me to just relax. Of course this felt good but it was a first date. That’s it. I’ve been in this place before and it doesn’t always go well that night, or the next day, or the next week.

Or six months later I realize I’m in love with someone who can’t be there for me.

BUT as I said in a few comments in part one, I manage to be a raging cynic and hopeless optimist at the same time.

Then his next text came in, and I went back to the high of “oh this is so much fun and he digs me!”

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It was great. Simply great. I sent him a goodnight text, wished him sweet dreams, and went to sleep a happy girl. It was nice to have a little bit of chemistry and attention and excitement, for a change.

Of course, depending on the hour or the minute, I can be in cynic mode or optimist mode.

As we all know, the next “test” is the good morning email. Would I get one? The next morning I wasn’t so sure…and then there was the blessed ping of a text message:

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There was some morning texting banter, fun and flirty. Not creepy like the crazy Italian, or over the top romantic like The Giant, but just… fun. Light. Cute.

It’s a nice feeling. I managed to go a few hours without thinking about Tony. I managed to be excited about the possibility of a second date – not just “well okay, if it happens, sure…it would be fine”. I hate fine. I want fantastic.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not getting ahead of myself from any kind of relationship potential perspective – it’s simply exciting to meet someone with whom there seems to be good mental and physical connection, who says they are looking for a relationship, and who – at least on the surface – doesn’t have major red flags. Believe me, it’s a fucking Christmas miracle.

But I have to get to a second date, obviously.

Speaking of second dates, I suppose I can wrap up a few loose man threads:

My first first date (post-Tony) was with the Accountant. He and I have been texting back and forth at a slow pace (a couple a day) and he has yet to ask me out. I wasn’t going to proactively tell him I’m not interested given the communication is dropping off on both our sides, and he hasn’t moved anything forward…but I might if he keeps texting and things go well with Lewis (as I’ve christened Mr. Kiss-in-the-rain).

We know what happened with second first date, Mr. Checklist. No big loss there.

My third first date, Mr. Tinder, had been communicating off and on but we couldn’t make any date work since our first date. He’s not in much contact and I decided I’m not going to keep picking up a conversation thread again if he doesn’t want to keep it up. He knows I’m free next week and we left it that we’d find a date. He hasn’t asked. I suspect he will just fade away.

Reality is, he and I have been chatting for a while, so if for some reason I want to reach back out again, he may very well be around.

The only other man I’m in regular contact with is a very nice schoolteacher. He’s been fun to chat with and sends lovely messages a few times a day. We have plans to meet after work on Monday.

I’m trying to keep the pipeline at a reasonable size. I’m not so interested in adding more men until these really do fall off the radar. I have a to-do list to keep up with!

21 thoughts on “Kissing in the rain | Another first date story (part 2)

        • The key for me is staying grounded in what I’m hearing and seeing. Where I get into trouble is ignoring signs because I want something to be true. I really have to focus on his actions and my gut instinct.

          Right now I’m feeling good. Trying to relax. The most challenging thing for me is recognizing that someone who doesn’t text all day might still like me πŸ™‚

          • I have struggled with that bit. And learnt that someone can ‘not text’ for 2 or 3 days and still like me very much… πŸ™‚

  1. Ok, you know me, I’m all for those butterflies! Enjoy them and enjoy Lewis! Regardless of how long it lasts, I still believe it’s nice to remember these feelings do come back again! Good luck!

    • I’m enjoying them for sure. It’s not infatuation…just a nice thing to have some intellectually be a good fit, with some nice chemistry, and a decent communicator πŸ™‚

  2. What a great start to something, whatever something is…Those initial flirtations and the overwhelming feeling of the start of something are so important and fulfilling! It is very cute to see you like this…Wish you all the best!

  3. This reminds me of when I would visit my BFF, the Russian Princess, in Denver. She had profiles on a bunch of different sites. Every time we’d go out for a few hours, I gleefully ran back to her laptop to see the new crop. I told her it was like going to Winners or Marshalls. Sometimes the inventory yields some absolute gold; other times it’s full of garbage. But how exciting to discover! πŸ™‚

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