After almost a week of not hearing from WG after our coffee date, I decided to take the lead (I’m having deja vu) and made one more good faith effort. So I called him and left a message saying that I was going to the farmer’s market on Sunday and would he be interested in going? He called back the next day. This was his message:
“…yes, Sunday would be pretty good, I think. I’m not sure…someone’s moving into the house for a few days and they’re coming on Sunday, but I’m not sure when. Plus, I’m working on Sunday, but a little later. And I’m transporting a friend to and from [more talking, details not important] and all of that happens on Saturday night, which probably won’t be an obstacle. To make a long story short, Sunday might be tight for me. If I can do it, I would love to do it. And if not, [mumbling – sounds like: ‘I can shoot your way some time.’]. Anyways, I’ll call you real soon and we can discuss it further…thank you…bye.”
Hm. Nervous rambling? Perhaps. Not that into me, but not quite sure how to tell me? Could be. I thought I asked a simple question, yet his answer turned into a big corn maze – I tried to follow him, but eventually, got lost. A friend of mine said, “Seems like he wanted to see you, but didn’t know how to do that AND keep all of his other obligations. I think he still wants to go out with you.” Girlfriends are troublingly good at coming up with complex explanations for male behavior.
After consulting with my friend, I called him back. This action, by the way, was not endorsed by my friend. She told me not to call him, but I went rogue. I left a message suggesting we go out another time when his schedule was more free, and that it would be fun to go out before I went out of town in a few weeks.
There’s attraction – that spark that sets off the whole thing – and then the rest is up to you to figure out. And I’m figuring it out, despite the confusion. I just didn’t think I would meet a guy who is, quite possibly, more scared of dating than I am. But I don’t want to speculate on what he means, is thinking, or what he’s going through. That would be a fruitless exercise in guessing what his truth might be. Unless he tells me, I’ll never really know. I left that message because I wanted to give him my truth. What he does with it is up to him.
Whatever happens, it’s all a learning experience. At least dating isn’t such a foreign concept now. Not that it’s simple, but at least I can see the possibilities…