If you recall, a few weeks ago I wrote that I was creating a challenge for myself: which did I think would happen first: losing 10 lbs, or sleeping with someone? I thought for sure it would be the weight loss -- surely I'd lose 10, maybe 15, pounds before I met a guy I liked enough to sleep with.
Well, folks, let me put it this way -- as of today, I'm down 8.4 lbs (same weight as last week).
Which means the winner is: yes, indeed! We "did the deed". I "got lucky". There was some "horizontal mambo". Any other euphemisms you care to share?
After feeling very attracted to This Guy last weekend, I sensed that I'd feel comfortable enough with him to sleep with him on our next date. I'm sure you don't want all the details (mainly, because I won't give them) -- but let's just say it was very, very good. I'm a happy woman today, and looking forward to more, well... happiness.
Still feeling grounded about him -- not quite the giddiness that I initially felt, but this is better -- I feel that I have more control of my emotions.
Part of my effort to stay grounded and not focus on just one guy (for now) means that I'll still be dating other guys. Not sleeping with anyone else, mind you. But if recent patterns continue, these will be first dates that don't progress to a second. Just enough to keep me distracted.
Another reason I don't want to focus entirely on This Guy right now is that we have semi-conflicting work schedules -- our next date isn't for another week. I'm one impatient person, and without the proper distractions, I would drive myself crazy.
So there you have it. Dinner AND breakfast (with a bit of dessert in between).