Had a third date with Mr. Recurring last week. I had a fabulous time, and thought he did as well. A friend had given me tickets to a show (lots of fun), followed by dinner a wonderful, warm restaurant where I know the owners -- amazing, lovely people who treat you like family. He texted me the next day to say "thank you" for a fabulous evening.
A few days went by before I heard from him again -- he apologized for not being in touch, as he'd been a bit under the weather. No mention of getting together again... and since I pretty much helmed the last date, I'm leaving the next one in his hands.
That is... if there is indeed a next one? Maybe I'm jumping the gun, but I just have a feeling that this is it. Done. If a guy is really into you, wouldn't he want to know (within a reasonable amount of time) when he'll have the chance to see you again?
A friend told me that since it's only been a few days since I've heard from him, it's too soon to tell whether or not he'll contact me for another date yet -- but I need to trust my gut, and mentally, at this point it's easier for me to write him off. If he contacts me -- great, I'll be pleasantly surprised, and will be very happy to see him again. But for now, I'm not going to be sitting by the proverbial phone.
Reminder: I'm being a little cautious in regards to him because as I wrote in an earlier post, he pulled one of those dating disappearing acts on a friend of a friend of a friend. Don't know details, but that has remained in the back of my mind.
Other guy news:
Martin, the short guy: we had a first date two weeks ago. Had a second date planned for last week -- he called that afternoon to cancel. That was fine by me -- I shouldn't have planned a Sunday evening date to begin with, as I like that chill time before a busy week.
He then left a message a few days later -- he had a friend visiting from out of town, but would like to get together once he's free. I e-mailed back, sure, just let me know when.
He then texted today, saying he was going to be in my neighborhood this afternoon, and would "love to hang" with me. I generally have no problem with being spontaneous, but I'm not a fan of the last-minute date request. I texted back that I wasn't free today, but to let me know if he'd like to plan something for later in the week. (note use of the word "plan").
Ha - then there's this guy I'll call Red Flag Guy -- there were a few red flags from the start:
1. his profile said he lived in Brooklyn, but in his first e-mail it came out that he lived in Bumfuck, New Jersey -- over an hour away. BUT he's planning on moving back to the city later this year.
2. no pics in his profile -- when I asked him to send some, he had only one to send. Really...?
3. right away, his e-mails were ridiculously gushy: he was smitten by my eyes, etc.
For some reason, I continued the e-mail exchange for a few days -- part social experiment, part staying-distracted-from-Mr-Recurring. When RFG left a message on my voicemail addressing me as "hey, sexy...", it just felt too icky to continue.
And -- not surprising -- when I told my friend A about him, she said he sounded familiar -- turns out he'd done the same thing to her when he contacted her last year, sexy-talk and all.
In my funk over Mr. Recurring, I found this ridiculous, hilarious website and it immediately improved my mood. Enjoy!
Unicorns and Cupcakes