Moving right along

So Bachelorette #2 calls me last night (I haven’t decided what nickname to give her yet) when she’s driving home from the airport. She’s been out of town, you see.

She tells me about her trip and I tell her about my quiet week so far. Then we talk about what we want to do next time we get together. I get the feeling that she’s been to most of the restaurants in the area – even the “out of the way” ones.

So she tells me “why don’t you come over to my house and we’ll watch a movie”. I tell her in my most calm and collected voice “Yea, I can do that”. She tells me it will have to be after her daughter goes to bed (around 8pm), which is fine with me.

In the hours since then, I have wrestled with the idea that this is too soon, too fast, too much. On one side it’s not like she asked me to sleep with her – on the other it’s not like she DIDN’T either.

The problem? I don’t want to mess this up. This woman is really cool and laid back. She is (self-described as) low maintenance. She’s got a great personality and a beautiful smile. She’s got a lot of things going for her.

The biggest thing? She wants to hang out with me.

I’m not against this by any means, I mean – this is what I’ve wanted all along. So why am I complaining? I don’t want to mess this up. (Didn’t I already say that?) Well, it’s true. I don’t want to move too fast. I don’t want to find out that she was just stringing me along. I want to believe this is real. I want to believe that she’s in to me as much as I’m in to her.

It’s hard to read her, though. Most of the times I’ve seen her she’s been in a tired state. Even on our first date she mentioned having worked a really long day.

You know what I’m NOT going to do anymore?

Over-think this.

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