If anything happens… I blame Brittany….

Okay so, follow along its about to get confuzzled. There I was just a few short weeks ago, receiving yet another ‘aisle’ notice and getting frustrated. I was in the midst of one of my pity parties where I couldn’t see the forest for the trees and other such nonsense. Normally I just go it alone and let it run its course, but for a change I let Brit in on the insanity that is my inner monologue; which of course leads to her wanting to know, and/or me volunteering the information, who I have been talking to lately and all that jazz. Well, I gave her links to what I had for photos/info on these guys and she perused them; giving her approval only for one and a half. Of course the one she approves, I haven’t talked to in a bit - he got a little busy and fell off the planet. Anyway, I messaged him to see why he fell off the planet and see what’s up and then within a couple of days we were hangin out.

At first I was concerned because there was a lot of ‘ex’ talk on both sides. I thought perhaps this was going to turn into something out of ‘High Fidelity’ – a couple different scenes came to mind so I won’t go into that. By the end of visit #3, that all resolved itself. Then we’ve already registered complaints. Nothing big there, basically I’m not easy to read or very flirty. Whatever; which leads to askin what my complaints are…cccrrraaapppp…..well, of course I had to mention the one that was stickin on my mind the most. Granted it’s not a deal breaker, but more of a concern. And, it’s something he’d resolved to work on before I wandered in anyway.

I dunno I guess I hesitate on the whole situation anyway because I don’t know what to expect. And it kinda spooks me a little because some of the adjectives I have been putting a silent emphasis on lately, he’s already shown. Previous options have not been that quick. And of course the ‘ex’ conversation was followed by the ‘future’ conversation, although it has been stated otherwise I can’t help but wonder if he’s jumpin the gun on that one. Maybe I’m full of it and it’s just a rush to get into that kind of closeness zone, I don’t know but still…And then there is the whole pedestal thing. (we had that chat too) sometimes it seems like I am being put up on one and I’m not so sure I am comfortable with that – even if it turns out to be a small one.

So, I guess its time to get on the raft and see what kind of lazy river or roaring rapids lie ahead. Throw caution to the proverbial wind. Like I said, whatever happens, I blame Brittany.