M.W. went out on his first date today. He sounded so hopeful and excited. I remember when he felt that way about me. Didn't let a second go by without letting me know how much he liked me, was thinking about me. I miss it. I miss him terribly.
But for her sake, it frightens me because she's not too much older than me, and unless she has different goals for her life, she'll end up heart-broken too.
Come to think of it, if M.W. decided that he wanted kids with someone else (because that was one of our "deal-breakers")... I would seriously lose some respect for his honesty in our relationship.
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Be that as it may. I'm starting to have doubts that Redneck will even call me again... so I've taken steps this week to possibly see the Norwegian for coffee. I've got two more lunch dates -- one for real and one tentative with two different guys. But I'm not interested in either "Kilo" (the real one) or Other Old Guy (OOG, the tentative one), so we'll see what happens.
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Geesh. Why didn't you tell me, WHY ON EARTH didn't you give me the whole scoop when we talked?
Call me this instant. Unless it's later than 11 EDT. Thanks, bye.
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