About six months ago, a single guy moved into my apartment building. Tall, great smile, and his energy was good. When we have seen each other outside, we would make small talk. When I lost my job, he started asking me how I was doing.
I finally decided to make the first move and I did it by putting a note on his door. Just writing this, still makes me chuckle…it really is so junior high. But see, I didn’t want to ask him face to face in case he wanted to turn me down…wouldn’t want that instant humiliation.
So I put the note on his door probably on April 5th or 6th. I then waited. And waited some more. About a week later I saw him in our apartment building’s parking lot and it was a little awkward at first for me since I hadn’t heard from him. After about a minute, he said he got my note and he likes the idea of meeting up for some beers sometime. HUGE inner smile and sigh of relief for me.
Yesterday at about 4pm, he texts me and says:
“Hey its Craig. Wanna meet up for beers tonight?”
Me: “Sure…what time u thinking?”
Him: “I have no idea. Did you want to eat or just have a beer or two?”
Me: “Let’s just do beers…I got some ham I need to eat tonight” (he later teased me about this).
It was a GREAT first date. 3 1/2 hours!! That entire time it was us just talking…I mention that cause in the past, I’ve had several dates where we drink and drink and then we have a drunk make out session…ahhh, it’s so good to be old and wise now. =) I want to build a friendship and see what happens.
We both like music so we talked about different bands and musicians. We both like to read and he’s actually read one of my favorite books that’s not well known (it’s called The Last Season). We watch some of the same stuff on Netflix so we talked about our shows. Talked about our families growing up…I don’t know if he’s ever been married…still need to ask that one. He’s traveled to Africa once so he talked about his time there (it’s on my bucket list).
We talked about happiness…He’s not happy with his job (he works grave yard for the post office…been doing it for 20 years) and when I brought up happiness he said: “Stop being a counselor.”
Me: “You need to be happy…so what I would like to here is that the pros outweigh the cons at your job since you have chosen to remain there.”
He then listed some pros: good benefits; good retirement; said one or two other things.
Him: “Now if I was able to get a full time job as a park ranger, I would leave the post office tomorrow but most of those jobs are seasonal.”
I left it at that…might have to do some more digging into this at a later time.
He complimented me on my hair…touched me slight a couple of times and he said at one point: “I’m sure being touchy feely” (makes me smile now).
Now we just wait and see what happens next.