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And the “Tim Story” continues …

Tim and I have been talking for hours every night as well as emailing and texting during the day. Although it doesn’t feel like the crazy honeymoon phase most relationships have, I’m sure there is some element there.
We made plans for him to come up to visit the weekend of 2/5 and seemed eons away. It’s less than two weeks and easily manageable, but the desire to spent time with him is/was significant. Instead, we decided to “meet in the middle” with each of us driving half the distance between Portland and Seattle. (I will admit I got the crappier end of traffic both coming and going, but can’t extend my complaining beyond this one sentence!)

I felt a bit of nerves as I walked up to the restaurant where we were meeting. My nerves were quickly eased by his huge welcoming hug and equally big smile. Dinner was prolonged by our conversation and I enjoyed every minute of it. I was surprised by our level of disclosure, once again, and with the vulnerability Tim expressed. Although divorced about the same time, he was concerned I would question his readiness for a relationship given he hasn’t dated as much as I have. My counter argument is he didn’t have as many personal issues to work out or a blog to incentivize the effort of dating.

The restaurant was part of a local hotel and we decided to get a room and stay the night. We were both tired, not looking forward to the 90+ minute drive back and didn’t want the evening to end. The hotel was similar to an old western inn or even some European hotels where the bathrooms are communal. Neither of us expected shared bath rooms. Also unexpected where the random quotes written on the walls of our room. One quote was accompanied by a painted portrait of a 70-year-old woman. She stared down at the bed and reminded us of a scolding grandmother or even disapproving nun.

We had agreed not to have sex until we both could get tested. Neither of us has a risky background, but it’s definitely the safe thing to do. It really wasn’t an awkward conversation; and if you can’t talk about sex you shouldn’t have sex.

The night was extremely intimate with a lot of kissing, holding, laughs, random conversations and deeper conversations. Much of the evening was punctuated by noisy trains passing by and random animal noises from people outside the building. (We didn’t look outside the window to see who was actually making the animal noises or why.) Finally, around 3 a.m. we fell into fragmented sleep – thanks to the trains. We had to wake up around 5:30 to get ready and begin our treks to work. Needless to say I am exhausted, but it was worth it.

I have no idea what this is turning into and am okay with that. There’s no agenda or timeline. I’m simply enjoying the experience.

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I recently wrote about meeting Tim, the friend of a good friend, and needed to process conversations and emotions. What better way to do that than writing them all down and publishing them for anyone to read?
Although Tim and I just met, there is strong interest and attraction that makes me nervous and excited all at the same time. In fact, I’ve had a few revelations.

I know I put up emotional walls at times to prevent myself from getting hurt or minimize how deeply I get hurt. I also realize the thought of a true relationship with deeply connected emotions scares the hell out of me. Tim’s also a nice guy. (The last two actually meld together.)

Everyone has heard how women like bad boys. With me, right now, it’s being scared of becoming deeply attached. I have a mixed family history and realize those closest to you can hurt you the deepest. It’s hard to erase the memory of those wounds or the instinctual protection mechanism of pulling back or creating distance. With “bad boys” you often know the limitations of the relationship and I guess in some ways you minimize your hopes so you aren’t disappointed. (Twisted logic.)

There’s high probability of developing feelings for Tim because he is nice, he tries and he has a great sense of humor. He’s aware, considerate, disclosing and complimentary. He’s also honest and willing to talk about difficult topics. I’ve known him for less than a week and it’s already the most mature relationship I have had with a man.

I think I really like this guy. I still don’t trust my judgment and wonder how I could like someone so quickly. We don’t live close to one another, about 2-3 hours depending on mode of transportation, and this presents unique challenges and benefits. It would provide distance and personal space and force us to focus on good communication, but wouldn’t be able to see each other whenever we wanted.

I know I have to take a chance if I want to experience the wonderful possibilities. Logically, I know none of this will kill me – investing in a relationship or the heart-break if it doesn’t work out. Oddly enough, I’m not scared and am more bewildered about why I am not.

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I went out of town this weekend to visit a friend and ended up meeting some of his friends and having an insanely fun time. I struck up a sense of camaraderie with one friend in particular, Tim. We share a lot of similar life experiences as well as life philosophies. I can’t just identify one thing that impressed me most although he is the most aware, considerate and mature man I have met in a long time. Man, not guy.

The first night we met turned into a long night of jokes, sarcasm, stories, bar hopping and even living room hopping toward the end of the night. Tim and I were the last two of the bunch awake and talked late into the morning. Our conversation became pretty deep as we asked about the other’s divorce and other personal questions. There was a significant awkward moment and I pretty much disconnected afterward. I’m pretty good at disconnecting – pretending something doesn’t matter or doesn’t hurt. This is where Tim really stepped up.

Although he pressed me with questions I still didn’t understand his original intent. To be honest, I thought he was a “man whore” as referenced in a joke earlier in the night. I knew we would see each other the following evening and had decided to act as though nothing had transpired between us. It wasn’t until the next evening I learned I misjudged both him and his intent.

The next evening, my friend had another obligation and suggested Tim and I hang out until he could reconnect with us. I was thinking of ways to pass up this option until my friend relayed a direct invite from Tim. I’m not 100% sure why I agreed to spend time with Tim, but I did. It was a great decision!
My friend dropped me off at Tim’s house and within minutes of arriving, Tim brought up our awkward moment. I immediately wanted to run and avoid the whole conversation. The door was only slightly to my left and though I would look like a raving lunatic running was a tempting thought. As Tim continued with his clarification, I remained stunned; frozen, actually. The description given to my expression was “deer in headlights”. I think it is an accurate description. (Actually, an armadillo might be more accurate because I just wanted to pretend to be invisible or dead.)

Tim was so sincere and considerate in his talk. After my panic subsided it was heart-warming and even comforting. This is the moment where I realized how greatly I misunderstood his intention and even him as a person. Thankfully, he was mature enough to address this head-on otherwise we may not have continued talking. We ended up spending the next hour or so inquiring about one another and sharing life stories. There was an ease and naturalness to our conversation combined with lots of laughs.

We talked a bit that evening while our mutual friend was passed out on the couch, but were both a bit cautious not to push things too far too soon. It was bittersweet saying goodbye although I knew we would see each other for breakfast. Our breakfast goodbye was our last for the weekend.

I characterized our meeting to another friend as the most honest and self-revealing I have experienced. It’s scary in many ways as it creates vulnerabilities I am not 100% comfortable with, but I see the strength it can provide to a budding relationship.

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I went out to a social networking event the other weekend. I ended up meeting a few people but spent most of the evening talking with one man. We work for the same company, but in different divisions on different campuses and have a lot in common. He isn’t my typical “physical type,” and I think there is more of a platonic potential. We got along very well – a good sign!

The following afternoon we exchanged bantering texts and threw out the idea of dinner and/or a movie later that night. I ended up heading over to his house; he ordered Chinese and I brought over some movies. Although we started playing the movie we didn’t follow it. Instead, we spent the evening talking and joking about everything and nothing.

It’s no secret my dating radar is broken. Not sure if it is permanently broken or just on the fritz, but I always talk myself out of thinking people are romantically interested in me. So I’m not sure if this man is interested in me romantically or not. There were a few times when we were sitting on the couch talking where he reach out and touched my shoulder or knee. I’ve been told this is a sign someone is interested in you, but I argue that there are similar friendship gestures. (At least he didn’t do the knuckle tap!) I’m not sure if I am romantically interested in him and am probably sending him mixed signals. He did ask a lot of questions about my interests though and talked about getting together again.

At the end of the evening he asked about my schedule and when I was free to do something. My schedule is pretty busy right now and so it was hard to find time this week. He said he would call me later in the week and we would figure something out. I gave him a hug as I left and he gave me a kiss on the cheek as he was hugging me good-bye.

So, was it a date? In a black and white world, yes, it was a date. I’m not sure it felt like a date; sometimes it did and sometimes it didn’t.

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Dating is full of passive aggressive behaviors. I’ll admit to allowing communication to dwindle rather than say I am not interested in a person. I’ve also noticed I tend to be less interested in a person if I email them rather than try to set up time to meet. Again, I don’t always come out and say I am not feeling an attraction or interest.

With the above in mind I began thinking about my recent “good date guy”. It might not have been a mutual good date.

At the end of our date I said I really enjoyed myself, but didn’t feel like I expressed a desire to go out again. He said he greatly enjoyed my company and conversation. (Hmmm … ok, not exactly a response that knocked my socks off.)

A few days later there was a similar exchange in email and he asked about my upcoming schedule. Unfortunately, our schedules didn’t align. He had friends coming into town and then was traveling the next week. I was booked the current week and then heading out of town the weekend he returned. He then emailed “perhaps we can see a movie or do something after that if you are game? In the meantime drop me a line here and there and let me know how your week is going.”

My approach is to take everything in stride. If there is genuine interest we will invest effort into seeing each other again. I am uncertain of his actual interest level, but I can’t change what others are attracted to.

For now I will just appreciate having had a nice and fun date with a sane man.

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Dating is most definitely an interesting adventure. In my case it often feels like a tornado – Tornado Dating!

Up to this point I haven’t had many second dates and in the instances where I have dates, in hindsight, I shouldn’t have. I don’t always trust my judgment or instincts and the below post highlights this lack of trust.

I’ve been emailing with an online match for several months. We had plans early on to meet, but for some reason postponed. Then our emails became sporadic until around Christmas. We then began discussing plans to meet. I wasn’t excited about meeting and even came close to rescheduling or canceling. I’m glad I didn’t.

For the first time in a very long time I am intrigued an truly interested in a man both physically and mentally.

We met for dinner and discover a wait of almost an hour before a table would be available. Our conversation was easy, fun and interesting, and our wait passed quickly. We talked about our various travel adventures, embarrassing moments and even work.

Ahhh … As I am writing this I can tell I am recalling the date with the enthusiasm of a school-girl crush. I’m ignoring his voice and my first thought it wasn’t deep enough. What I recall instead is the wonderful personality, energy and smile this man has.

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