This post is a follow-up to this one, so make sure you read that first!
Well I think I was right all along. My gut was telling me he wasn’t interested, but I let myself get talked out of it. I need to listen to my instincts, seriously! They’re usually spot on.
So the Tuesday after our date (meaning, the very next day), everything seemed to be pretty good. I
sent my usual “Good morning!” text and we kinda went from there like normal. I wasn’t really getting a
reading from him on how things were between us so by lunch time, I just flat out asked, “So, what did
you think of last night? Are you interested in going out again sometime?” You all know me. I am a fan
of the direct approach! He texts back, “I wouldn’t mind going out again and seeing where this goes.”
So everything is fine on Tuesday. Wednesday, he’s a little quieter, no biggie. Work and he has fireman
stuff to do every Wednesday night. Thursday, I don’t get much of anything. Friday, I get a “morning”
response to my wake-up message, and that’s it all day. Saturday, nothing. Sunday, I text him, “Hey, you
interested in getting together sometime this week before you leave town?” He says, “Sure. Have the
inspection this week so I’ll check my schedule and get back to you.” Does he ever get back to me? Nope.
So Saturday morning, the morning he was getting ready for his vacation, I sent, “Have a safe, fun trip!”
and I got back, “Thanks!”
And that’s it. I’ve given up. If he wants to hang out, he has my number. But I have this sneaking suspicion he won’t call or text me. So.. there you have it. Ball in his court, I’ve put forth enough effort.
Onto the next one.. wherever he may be. (FYI, if you know, please drop me a line. I’m running out of places to look.)
AND.. I have no idea why the formatting on this post is all messed up, but there you go.