Date 2

I had sent Eddie Educator the Follow-Up email last Saturday, basically thanking him for a nice evening and expressing my hope that we do it again soon. I was pleased when he sent me a message back on Sunday, agreeing with my assessment. He then said, "I can call you tonight, if you like." I wasn't sure what to make of that, so I just sent him a note that said, "Call me whenever you like."

By Wednesday, I was wondering whether he actually would. So I did what I never do and I phoned him. He seemed pleased enough to hear from me and he asked me out for dinner tonight. Once again breaking my no last minute dates rule, I said yes.

We met at a sushi restaurant about half-way between where he lives and where I live. As I was driving out, not a few blocks from my place, I realized I forgot my cell phone on the counter. I was going to turn back to get it, but was already late and decided against it. Why would I need it?

Turns out he was 15 minutes late and phoned me to tell me so. When he got to the restaurant, he said to me, "You got my message?" and I said, "No, I forgot my cell phone on the counter!"

He sat down and reached across the table and touched my hand and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry!" I think he meant it.It was a nice get together. He ate off my plate, which I thought was kind of cute. His phone rang during dinner and he looked at it and showed me it was his mom calling. He had two other calls, which he did not answer (bonus points) but also didn't disclose who it was the second and third time around. Not that it mattered.

Being in the suburbs, we didn't have anywhere else to go so he suggested we take a walk to the mall, which was a stroll away from the restaurant. We ambled around, stopping in stores so he could look at shoes (my kind of guy). We had a rather lengthy conversation with the kid that worked at the Koodoo kiosk (although not entirely unpleasant). Eddie discovered that I was not younger than him, as he initially thought. I don't know if that will make a difference to him.

He was parked near me so he walked me to my car. We had a brief chat about his crooked license plate and my banged up bumper and then he thanked me for hanging out, gave me a hug and that was it.

I like him. But I think we both might be too laid back to really create any chemistry. I'm not 100% sure that he is really into me and perhaps he feels the same way about me. I still hope he calls, but I'm not sure he will. Both dates were short - no more than 90 minutes each. That's lengthy for a first date but isn't it a bit on the short side for a second? I don't know. I need to stop analyzing and get ready for the three other dates I have coming up this weekend.

I think I'm almost done. But I said I'd go to six months before I quit the scene entirely. Actually, the blog is called "The Year I Paid for Love". We'll see how the next month goes...