I had a date this afternoon! I’m not sure if I was more nervous about that or the hospital appointment earlier this week.
It was not a stranger, but a chap I knew many years ago at work. We always got on OK, but I don’t think ever really considered each other dating material.
Anyway - funny old world. He got a new phone, and was cleaning up his contact list, when he noticed my number on there, and thought: “Hey! Wonder whatever happened to her?”
So he texted and asked was I still on that number, and if so, would I be interested in meeting up?
Anyway, I dithered about as usual: “Shall I, shan’t I?”, but he was quite keen and persistent, and eventually coaxed me into going.
So we met up today - first time in 10 years.
Yes, I think it went well! He’d “only” booked four hours in the car park, thinking that would be more than enough, but in fact, we were chatting so much, we had to run (or what passes for running, with me), back to the car, and were still ten minutes late, and lucky not to get a ticket.
I thought I could have got a kiss, if I wanted one - it was me that held back, not him. AND he’s txted as soon as I got home to say he’d like to go out again - “Don’t hesitate to call, anytime!”.
I dunno. We did get on very well, but I didn’t feel much chemistry, otherwise I’d have kissed him. He didn’t care about the MS (except in the sense of being concerned), and didn’t care I’m unemployed. He did want to know what I’ve been reading lately, and what I watch on telly, which I’d expected to be very lean pickings for a conversation.
I’m sure it’s open to me to start something if I wanted to. But I’m hesitant. Partly because I’ve not been dating anyone for yonks (Years, if I’m really honest), and feel a bit crap at it. Partly because I’m not sure about dating a former colleague. If it was meant to be, why didn’t it happen back then? And then there’s the whole: “not sure I fancy him” thing, and finally, to cap it all, if I persevered for a few dates, and suddenly realised I did fancy him, not everything works in all departments, if you see what I mean, so if we wanted to move things to the next level, there would be “issues”.
Part of me thinks: “Maybe the right person IS someone you knew ages ago, and you were both just too dumb to realise?” But another part of me thinks I’m just not relationship material - with or without MS - and it would be storing up trouble to encourage him, but then tell him: “Look, it’s been nice, but I can’t deliver, OK?”
I know he’d love it if I called and said: “Let’s do it again!” But I already have a sneaking feeling I’ll let it lapse.
Tina
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