A dear friend has wanted me to date her brother for 10 years. In fact, I did go out on a date with him 10 years ago, but it was a super-awkward date- we were both super nervous and it was very “formal” and he was a super-gentleman and I just wasn’t feeling it. He asked me for a second date, and I declined. Cut forward to now: I just moved back to my hometown and the first time I saw him since I got back I admit there was a little spark when I saw him. The plan was going to be that after some time, we were going to get together again (after I had time to re-acclimate to my “old life” and after he had some time behind him after his divorce). I was OK with that idea, as I’m more mature after 10 years and feel like one awkward date does not a final ruling make. It’s now been 7 months. I decided that it was time to just do this thing and go on that date and get it over with- I asked him out and prefaced it as a casual “no pressure, friendly” date, and so we went to a movie and then got a burger and beer. We had a nice time- it was awkward, but much less awkward than the last time (and I realize now that I was taking a lot of cues from his nervousness and it made me nervous too- what can I say- the guy’s always liked me!), and I enjoyed his company. I had every intention of ending the date in a very platonic manner, but he planted a kiss on me. And, like, it was a blue ribbon prize-winning kiss! I was kind of in shock when we parted, as I was not expecting to a) be kissed and b) enjoy the kiss so much!
So a few days went by and we chatted on the phone, getting to know each other better. There’s not a whole lot that we have in common- well, that’s not true. We do have things in common, but the things we don’t have in common- we really DON’T have in common. He’s a super non-materialistic guy (he doesn’t even lock his front door because there’s nothing to steal in his house- it’s pretty barren), and I like my gadgets and nice things. He’s a little crazy, and I’m super buttoned-up and a bit of a control freak. He’s a little bit country- I’m a little bit rock’n’roll. But I think I’m the one that could probably stand to get off of my pedestal in this whole match-up, so I’m not ready to write off the possibility.
Since that first date, I invited him over for dinner with my roommates and me a few days before Christmas. It was a nice dinner and we ended up hanging out in my room and talking and eventually making out. The making out was excellent! We agreed that we like each other and that we’ll take it slow. And then last night after I got back into town from the holidays, we went out for a burger and a beer and came back to my place and REALLY made out. I told him (and he agreed) that I’m not ready to have sex with anyone at this point (I think we’re both trying to convince ourselves that we’re not going to have sex yet). There is DEFINITELY attraction between us. No-brainer. But I can’t help but worry that maybe we’re cut from really different cloth and that maybe this whole thing is doomed.
But that’s my worst-case scenario, over-worried, hyper-analytical, pre-judging opinion.
So…how different is TOO different?