Today I had my second date with M. We met 11am in front of this cute little Italian restaurant only to discover they didn’t open until 11:30. Oops.
So we walked a few blocks to the nearest Chipotle (my suggestion). He’d never been there, so after I made fun of him for that, I gave my suggestion on what to order and told him I thought he would love it. I mean, who doesn’t love a huge burrito filled with grilled chicken, cheese, rice, beans, lettuce, and spicy salsa?
And you know what? He did love it. He loved it so much he ate the ENTIRE burrito.
While we were eating we talked… because that’s what you do on dates.
He remembered that I don’t like scary movies. He asked more about my internship. He talked more about his job. And then we got onto the topic of relationships.
He asked when my last relationship ended. I told him. He asked about my longest relationship. I told him. I asked him the same questions. We talked about why those relationships didn’t work out. It was nice getting that information out of the way.
I think I could really like this guy, there are just a few things that I’m second guessing. He is very concerned about the economy. It’s a justifiable concern, but his job is secure, so he doesn’t need to worry about that. He just keeps bringing up money and how he likes to save it. How you never know when you’re going to lose your job. How you shouldn’t spend money all the time. Blahblahblah. I don’t like that. I don’t want to be with someone who is obsessed with saving money. It will stress me out.
Another thing… I feel really superficial saying this, but looks do count for something, right? I think his arms are really skinny and I don’t like that. I can’t be sure since I’ve only seen him wear a long sleeve shirt, but from what I can tell, they are small. Like as skinny as my arms. I don’t need a guy who is huge, but I like a little muscle. Some definition or something. Maybe it’s just from his marathon training? Maybe?
Also, I think he wants the perfect family. And I’m not sure I can give that to him. I have a lot of baggage and my family is no where near perfect. I don’t know if he can accept that. So that’s something else I’m still thinking about.
But overall, I think this could go somewhere. He’s really nice, I enjoy talking to him, and I think we could have a lot of fun together. So it’s a possibility.
I could tell he wanted to kiss me as we were saying goodbye, but I went for a hug. We didn’t make plans to see each other again since we’re both busy for the next few nights, but we said we’d email.
I’m about 98.4% sure there will be a third date.