Not only did I make it to a first date this week… I made it to the second date and arrangements are already made for a third. And like the other first date, this one broke all the rules…
We started the relationship with me declining to get involved with him. Yep. You heard that right. I sent him a polite email saying I wasn’t interested. It wasn’t that he wasn’t cute because believe me… he was CUTE! HOT! SEXY! and that was just in the pictures. The first problem was that he was 29. The second problem was that his profile was written so poorly as to be considered a joke. It just didn’t seem promising.
But several weeks later, he tried again saying he really wanted to go out with me. I decided I had nothing to lose so I was honest and told him why I declined him. He wrote back saying I wouldn’t be disappointed. I had to admire his persistence so I agreed to a first date. After all… what was I going to lose… a couple of hours? So I met him and he hasn’t been off my mind since.
He seems like a real sweetie. He has a wonderfully soft voice that I don’t think I will ever get tired of listening to. He is punctual (sad but this is a turn on). He is thoughtful. He called me when I was at work even though he knew I couldn’t answer just to leave me a voice mail. He even did something as simple as wipe down the table when the glasses left water on it so I wouldn’t get my arm wet.
What more could you want? Sex appeal you say? He has that in spades! He might have been cute in his pictures but he is down right sexy in person.
And to think that I wouldn’t be dating him at all if it wasn’t for his persistence.
And just for the record – I see some bumps in the road… but lets save that for another post. In this post, let’s just revel in the fact that I might have found a nice guy.