The question on everybody’s lips at work was “So, how did it go? This ofcourse refers to the date I had on Saturday (see I have a date on Saturday). Yeah, it seems that when I’ve got news I have a need to tell everyone, probably why partly I write this blog.
I arrived to his for the date early and I now know his secret of how he looks so good. The amount of creams he puts on his face, I must get some of them. Delicious food (especially the carot cake), good company and wine. What more could a boy ask for?
After dinner we went for a few drinks and met some of his friends, they were lovely. We bumped in to one of his sort-of-ex’s. Don’t ask, it’s complicated. They spoke briefly and that was that. On the way home I did ask my date (who still remains nameless) if he still had a thing for this sort-of-ex. I was asking this question for two reasons, one to better understand their relationship and his feelings about it and two to establish if he was still hung up on him.
He’d had a few drinks, but was by no means plastered and he turned to me and said
“He is attractive. He is in the sex box. But you are attractive too and have an amazing personality and soo much more…” This was a big confidence boost, although not asked for. I wasn’t asking what he thought of me but nonetheless he told me.
It must have gone well because we’ve been texting about setting up another date. I’m secretly excited, but if you tell anyone you may have to be killed. Don’t know what we’ll do yet, probably the cinemas. I haven’t forgotton about my weekly X Factor post, shall do it and hopefully have it published before next Saturday.
Am going watching Pink on Sunday, so shall post the photos after.