I lost track of what number of dates Blondie and I are on now. Since my last post, not too long from our date #3, I have added him on Facebook, had a misunderstanding and cleared that up (a friend claimed that it was Blondie and my first fight – I chalked it up to misunderstanding….), went on another dinner date, had a home cooked meal at Blondie’s, went on a movie night, and had him met a good friend of mine. And… we have another outing planned soon.
I wasn’t sure after our 4th date whether Blondie was IT for me, as he might have to leave Sydney after a year. I don’t see the point of developing feelings and attachments to a guy for only a year. He has been so sweet and treated me so well that it was hard for me tojust cut him lose. I brought up the topic and told him about this concern. I told him that I would be okay for him to date other girls while I figure what my decision is on him. Of course by letting him date others, I also implicitly giving myself that same privilege! He threw me off guard by saying that he’s not the kind of guy to date more than one girl at the same time. Ha! Cute… BUT!!! There goes my plan…. crap.
We didn’t talk about the subject anymore till after he cooked me dinner. He asked me if I had made a decision yet. I can’t remember how I answered, but I didn’t give him a decision as I didn’t have it. The night he made me dinner brought me closer to taking the leap of faith though. There’s something about a boy cooking me dinner and being adept in the kitchen that is so adorable. I may be giving way too much details here, but he even alternated the slices of tomatoes and mozzarella for the salad. Attention to details!!! At the end dinner, he packed me food for my dinner the next day. A-do-ra-ble. My BFF who lives across the Pacific claims that the way to my heart is not through a diamond ring, but to pack me lunch and/or dinner – and he’d be right.
The next day, I received a text message asking if I wanted to see Gravity at the IMAX, Blondie’s treat because I mentioned that I was feeling broke. And these are just the highlights of the cute and sweet things he does! I realized that afternoon that I would be stupid to not give whatever this is I have with Blondie a proper go. Am I scared? YES, abso-effin-lutely. But I can’t live my life not risking getting hurt at all. There’s no way you can do that. And as I was weighing this decision, I came across a blog that another close friend of mine forwarded a while back. The most recent post…. is on the risks happy people take everyday… Talk about coincidence!
Am I logging out of Tinder? Not yet.
At least not till we have another conversation where I tell him of my decision and see if he’s still on board.
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