Last weekend i worked an estate sale for two days and felt "off"....I kept running to the bathroom. Not gonna give details, but, thank god there was a window. I thought it was a nervous stomach. Sunday night i met someone for dinner- and promptly decided that I was done dating. I hate sitting across from a man who is so excited and happy that i am not a troll- and who starts talking about all the things we are going to do, when i know it's not going to happen. I always offer to pay my part. He declined, walked me to my car, gave me a nice hug and tried to aim for a kiss........which i successfully dodged as i jumped into my car. My stomach was hurting. I thought it was because i was going to have to tell this very nice man that it was a no go. I had muscles. That could be it. But......by the time i got home i was running to the bathroom and it was coming out both ends. Not nerves then. Must be the muscle...
Yesterday BOTH (only two right now) men told me they were only talking to me. I didn't ask. I did tell them that i was dating. And dropped it. One, the crusty older one who is a corrections officer, took a few shots - teasing or passive aggressive? Don't know. I haven't met him, or even talked to him on the phone. Jealousy seems impossible. The other, younger, Big truck driver, passed over it......and continued talking about different restaurants and food, etc. He talks more about the things he'd like us to do, places, activities- a little bit of flirting thrown in but nothing over the top. We have a lot in common and there's a lot of things we both like to do. (Thrifting being a big one) Crusty talks about sex. Not over the top, but it's his focus. Hasn't really asked me any personal questions.....or given too much about himself up. Beyond discussing work and what "open minded" is......not too much. I have no...