Last night was my first first date in a while. Maybe two months (I’m not exactly sure of that, I guess I could check back through the blog archives but what would be the point of that?). I was thinking about it as I was getting ready to go out last night and it seemed like a long time. Like I was rusty.
And it was such a cold night. It’s hard to get all dolled up to go out when you have to dress in layers and cover your head. No cute little dress or low-cut shirt would’ve been appropriate. Nope. I wore a thick wooly turtleneck with longjohns on under my jeans. Not a very sexy outfit.
It was a good date, though. The guy was sweet. He’s a professional (classical) musician and so I guess I’ll call him The Musician. He was little quiet at first, but I think that’s just because he’s just not a good dater, and since I’m not looking for a good dater that’s not a bad thing. He became more talkative once we got going and we have a lot in common. He’s the right age for me (48) and in great shape, cute, and has a great smile. He ended the date by walking me to a cab (the place we met was a 15 minute walk from my apartment but it was too damn cold to walk home) and waited with me until one came by and he asked me out again. That, as we know doesn’t mean anything. He could’ve just wanted the external validation of hearing that I would go out with him again. So we’ll see.
In the meantime, I have first dates set up with a couple of other guys this week. I’ve already spoken with each of them on the phone. I normally don’t like the phone thing but they both wanted to do that, so whatever. I’m trying to be more flexible and open. What harm can it do? And I have several other guys on deck for first dates next week.
I guess you can say I am fully back into the swing of dating. Yippee?
Tags: first date, Online dating, phone