Great story, Red Barchetta. Have a good time on your date!
Wanna know how big a dork I am? Some years ago, I spent a pleasant afternoon on a train, chatting up a fetching young lady who happened to be going to my city and my college (I had graduated a year before, she was still in). We laughed. We had the same major. We had some of the same favorite teachers. We liked the same books. Ahh, the romance of train travel. I gave her a ride to her dorm. And then…said goodbye. I completely wussed out. I got back to my place and proceeded to apply my foreheard directly to the wall.
I didn’t start travelling until after I got married, but a few years ago a young lady I was sitting next to on a Washington-Toronto flight was obviously trying to pick me up. Really nice girl and all. I couldn’t understand why she wasn’t turned off by my wedding ring. I figured out later that the reason it didn’t turn her off was that I had left it on my dresser, and so wasn’t easily visible from inside an airplane.
So it’s actually not that unbelievable a story. You just never know, do ya? One quirk of fate here, one there, and you could have ended up married to a different person.
No, it is not out of your hands, unless you drop the ball!
The thing is, if you set it up in your mind to keep track of whose turn it is to call whom, you started playing a game that can only be lost, never won.
Call her back, if she gives you enough time to want to call her back. Don’t leave another message, but, if she answers be open about it. You want to talk to her. That shouldn’t be a secret.