Yesterday we drove with friends to Coeur D' Alene to visit some folks that live there. The day was totally hectic and I had lots to observe. His friends were different than the type of people I usually find myself surrounded by. Nice and well meaning, though not very "PC." The whole crew ventured out for lunch and a bit of shopping. I was so excited that everyone was more than willing to accommodate my request to check out the LYS I'd googled before leaving Missoula, even if they did end up staying outside most of the time. "My" guy, however, stayed in the store with me, suggesting yarns and appearing to truly enjoy the experience. I appreciated his height - he found some glass needles (like I've been wanting to try forever!) on top of a shelf in a basket. We picked out a pair and he bought them for me. He is so generous and thoughtful. He always opens doors and treats me sweetly. Later last night, the crew ended up playing two heated games of Trivial Pursuit. By the end, I was totally over it. Everyone else was very competitive, and I found myself growing weary of the animosity, friendly as it may have been. "My" guy was looking very tired (he's been working and traveling quite a bit lately), and I was happy he wanted to get a quiet hotel room for the night. It was a great relief to have some down time after such a long day. We had a chance to talk and "stuff," and I found myself opening up a little more. This morning we laid about and talked and laughed. As the day progressed, I felt closer and closer to him. The way I look at him seems to be changing a bit. I like him. A lot. I have this weird little feeling in my stomach (or is it chest?) when I think about him. It's like I'm allergic to him or something - but in a good way. I've been making jokes about my feelings for so long, that not joking about them makes me a wee bit nervous. So lets face it - I'm kind of scared. Because I know what this is - this feeling and this interaction. Usually I'm so afraid of it that I never let it get this far. Still here I am, and as scary as it may be - as dangerous and unpredictable as these relationship thingies get-I feel like I want to keep going with this. My hand looks promising, and I think I'll check. Hell, I might even raise the pot.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Don't Jinx It!
This is totally secret, okay? Don't go blabbing around that I care or that I've mentioned anything at all. There's this guy. He's really intriguing. At first I was pretty stand offish about him - thinking he was my typical type: Mr. Unavailable. But he keeps coming around. He stays in touch. I'm still not sure about some of the things he says - various references with long term implications. I don't trust that shit. But I am starting to trust him.
Yesterday we drove with friends to Coeur D' Alene to visit some folks that live there. The day was totally hectic and I had lots to observe. His friends were different than the type of people I usually find myself surrounded by. Nice and well meaning, though not very "PC." The whole crew ventured out for lunch and a bit of shopping. I was so excited that everyone was more than willing to accommodate my request to check out the LYS I'd googled before leaving Missoula, even if they did end up staying outside most of the time. "My" guy, however, stayed in the store with me, suggesting yarns and appearing to truly enjoy the experience. I appreciated his height - he found some glass needles (like I've been wanting to try forever!) on top of a shelf in a basket. We picked out a pair and he bought them for me. He is so generous and thoughtful. He always opens doors and treats me sweetly. Later last night, the crew ended up playing two heated games of Trivial Pursuit. By the end, I was totally over it. Everyone else was very competitive, and I found myself growing weary of the animosity, friendly as it may have been. "My" guy was looking very tired (he's been working and traveling quite a bit lately), and I was happy he wanted to get a quiet hotel room for the night. It was a great relief to have some down time after such a long day. We had a chance to talk and "stuff," and I found myself opening up a little more. This morning we laid about and talked and laughed. As the day progressed, I felt closer and closer to him. The way I look at him seems to be changing a bit. I like him. A lot. I have this weird little feeling in my stomach (or is it chest?) when I think about him. It's like I'm allergic to him or something - but in a good way. I've been making jokes about my feelings for so long, that not joking about them makes me a wee bit nervous. So lets face it - I'm kind of scared. Because I know what this is - this feeling and this interaction. Usually I'm so afraid of it that I never let it get this far. Still here I am, and as scary as it may be - as dangerous and unpredictable as these relationship thingies get-I feel like I want to keep going with this. My hand looks promising, and I think I'll check. Hell, I might even raise the pot.
Yesterday we drove with friends to Coeur D' Alene to visit some folks that live there. The day was totally hectic and I had lots to observe. His friends were different than the type of people I usually find myself surrounded by. Nice and well meaning, though not very "PC." The whole crew ventured out for lunch and a bit of shopping. I was so excited that everyone was more than willing to accommodate my request to check out the LYS I'd googled before leaving Missoula, even if they did end up staying outside most of the time. "My" guy, however, stayed in the store with me, suggesting yarns and appearing to truly enjoy the experience. I appreciated his height - he found some glass needles (like I've been wanting to try forever!) on top of a shelf in a basket. We picked out a pair and he bought them for me. He is so generous and thoughtful. He always opens doors and treats me sweetly. Later last night, the crew ended up playing two heated games of Trivial Pursuit. By the end, I was totally over it. Everyone else was very competitive, and I found myself growing weary of the animosity, friendly as it may have been. "My" guy was looking very tired (he's been working and traveling quite a bit lately), and I was happy he wanted to get a quiet hotel room for the night. It was a great relief to have some down time after such a long day. We had a chance to talk and "stuff," and I found myself opening up a little more. This morning we laid about and talked and laughed. As the day progressed, I felt closer and closer to him. The way I look at him seems to be changing a bit. I like him. A lot. I have this weird little feeling in my stomach (or is it chest?) when I think about him. It's like I'm allergic to him or something - but in a good way. I've been making jokes about my feelings for so long, that not joking about them makes me a wee bit nervous. So lets face it - I'm kind of scared. Because I know what this is - this feeling and this interaction. Usually I'm so afraid of it that I never let it get this far. Still here I am, and as scary as it may be - as dangerous and unpredictable as these relationship thingies get-I feel like I want to keep going with this. My hand looks promising, and I think I'll check. Hell, I might even raise the pot.
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