Oh, My Freaking God! (Looong!)

[Syntropy]

I’m so stoked to hear you’re happy, dear one. Genuinely, bubblingly, the-curmudgeon-is-dead HAPPY!! Can this mean you now believe in ::gasp:: love at first sight?

[Maastricht]

I’m so happy for you dearie! I hope it will work out! Go Dave go!

[Davebear]

Okay. Well, I’m back. I was actually in the process of typing this, when the phone rang. I think I’ll leave it in, for the psychoanalysts out there, both pro and amateur. It provides a nice little capsule summary of the decay of a human mind over the course of one day. And, a picture window view into my insecurities.

Ummm…yeah. So…I hate to burst everyone’s bubbles, but it isn’t going well. After waiting impatiently all morning, I called around one. She isn’t there. Oh, I didn’t mention this, before. She’d asked me to call her at one of the businesses she owns on the beach. I thought it was a little strange, but I didn’t think too much of it, at the time, because it was one o’clock in the morning, we’d both been drinking, and neither of us had a pen. Seemed like a reasonable way to deal with it.

The flaw in that reasoning is the implicit assumption that she’ll actually be there for more than a few minutes at a time. Completely wrong, apparently. She seems to flit back and forth and elsewhere like a buttefly on speed. So, I tried at one; not there. I tried at three; not there, but the guy says she’ll be there around five. Cool. I leave my name, my phone number (No, I didn’t expect her to call. It just seemed like the thing to do.), and the message “Last night”, figuring that should be enough. I call at 5:05, to give her a few minutes to do whatever needs doing; she just left. She was there from quarter of until about five. Psychics around the globe cringe at the anguished mental scream. Maybe she’s at the other location, he says.

Okay, I try the other location. Nope; just left, but she’ll be back in a few minutes. Okay. I call back in a few minutes because, by now, I’ve realized she doesn’t stand still for long. No luck. Maybe in 10 or 15 minutes, I’m told. Fifteen minutes later, they still haven’t seen her. So, I leave my name and number at this location, too. At this point, I’m feeling like a deranged stalker and a fool, so I decide it’s probably best to stop calling.

This morning, I was, as tanookie says, giddy, from lack of sleep, excitement, and several megatons of nervous energy. (My bathroom, by the way, now sparkles like a diamond. I also did two loads of laundry, the dishes, and put a new shelf in the closet. At least something good came out of it, I guess.) Now, the energy is gone, the high of meeting someone new is gone, and I’m left wondering what the heck happened.

She asked me to call. Then said “Call me.”, after the last, and best, kiss. So, I tried. Did I try too hard, and creep her out? I dunno. Should I have kept trying, in case she’s of the type that enjoys being pursued? I dunno. Should I have waited till Monday or Tuesday? I dunno. I suppose weekends are the busiest time, for that kind of business. Was she just jerking me around? I really don’t think so, but I don’t know. Could she have changed her mind, once she’d had time to sleep on it? Umm, yeah. That one worries me.

Well, guess who was calling? We have a date for next Saturday night.

And, I now know her last name, her top three places she’d like to travel (two of which we have in common), that she’s an outdoorsy type (!! I never would have guessed that, from last night!), and a reader! I also know her email address, and that she really is interested in seeing me, again. Unf*ckingbelievable! Life doesn’t suck, sometimes. Who knew?

Oh! I also learned that she had only been in the bar we met in four times, in thirteen years! I shoulda played the lottery, cuz my lucky star was shining brightly, last night.

I’m too tired, now, to be giddy or think straight, though. (But, the smile is back. :)) Where was I headed, with this? I had a point. Oh, yeah. tanookie, she also told me some people had mentioned being stuck in traffic, getting there, for an hour. YMMV. (Damn! That’s so close to being literally applicable! But, not quite.)

Oh, and thank you to all the folks who posted after the last time I checked in, for the good wishes and advice. (I know. :rolleyes: Some people are going to start bitching about all the smilies. Well, they can just bite me. )(See? You can’t be sure the curmudgeon is really dead unless you’ve personally driven a toothpick through his tiny little heart. ;))

[betenoir]

Sheesh, Dave, isn’t this what I told you you should do (ok, I put in cruder terms :))? And you told me couldn’t happen in a million years?

(And when you go out and do it I have to find out about it in the funny papers…I mean…the SDMB :D?)

I never doubted you for a minute. Woo hoo, Dave!

[Cyn]

Hooray! I love big galumphing men!
Every girl should have one, lucky little blonde!

[Salem]

Yay, Dave! Go Dave! Seriously, that is great. And you know you have to fill us in after Saturday night’s date. We can wait til Sunday if we need to.

[LilyoftheValley]

Congrats Davebear! (You do realize that you have to date this woman frequently so as to support the NH economy via the Hampton tollbooths? Go on, do it for me! )

[Achernar]

I don’t really understand this whole “dating” thing, but it sounds like you’re doing great, and it’s making you happy, so I just wanted to add my congratulations! And good luck!

[Davebear]

*Originally posted by betenoir *
**Sheesh, Dave, isn’t this what I told you you should do (ok, I put in cruder terms :))? And you told me couldn’t happen in a million years?

(And when you go out and do it I have to find out about it in the funny papers…I mean…the SDMB :D?)

I never doubted you for a minute. Woo hoo, Dave! **

Ya’ mean when you told me to “go out and get laid”? Ain’t happened, yet. And, I didn’t say anything about a million years. I just said I suck at it, which is true. But, thanks!

*Originally posted by Cyn *
**Hooray! I love big galumphing men!
Every girl should have one, lucky little blonde! **

Nah! I’m the lucky one! I still can’t believe it.

*Originally posted by Salem *
**Yay, Dave! Go Dave! Seriously, that is great. And you know you have to fill us in after Saturday night’s date. We can wait til Sunday if we need to. **

Thank you! You’ll probably have to wait until Sunday. I’m going to try to find a hotel room, up there, to avoid that 4 am bedtime/4 hours of sleep problem.

*Originally posted by LilyoftheValley *
**Congrats Davebear! (You do realize that you have to date this woman frequently so as to support the NH economy via the Hampton tollbooths? Go on, do it for me! ) **

Thanks! But, Mapquest told me how to avoid the Hampton tollbooth, at least on the way up. I’ll have to get the directions for how to get home, because I went through it on the way back. Eh! It’s fifty cents. Costs me more than that to get to Boston, on the Pike.

*Originally posted by Achernar *
**I don’t really understand this whole “dating” thing, but it sounds like you’re doing great, and it’s making you happy, so I just wanted to add my congratulations! And good luck! **

Thanks, dude! I deduce you’ve read your BostonDopers email. But, aren’t you the one who had “a thing” to do, after the Cambridgeside Dopefest? Tell me that wasn’t astronomy. I thought you had a date (with a woman, not a telescope).

Another question for you folks. We have an official date. So, it is okay to bring her flowers, now? Not roses; too pushy. Just some nice flowers. I always used to. But, it’s been a long time. Things change.

[lorene]

Wow, I can so relate to the whole ‘decay of the human mind over the course of a day’ thing. Seems like you channeled the energy well and got yourself on track. Oh, yeah, and the fact that she called helps a bit, eh?

My vote is that, yes, it is now offiially fine to bring flowers. Nothing creepy about nice flowers on a first date, IMO.

Good call on your decision to stay in the area. I think Driving Under the Influence of Infatuation can be just as dangerous as the other driving under the influence.

[bittersweet]

Good for you Davebear! I always like to hear stories about good things happening to people.

[betenoir]

*Originally posted by Davebear *
**Ya’ mean when you told me to “go out and get laid”? Ain’t happened, yet. And, I didn’t say anything about a million years. I just said I suck at it, which is true. But, thanks!
**

Yeah well, this would be the process by which most people “go out and get laid”. I wasn’t suggesting you bring a girl down with a rock and drag her home by her hair.

And apparently you don’t suck at it :).

[tanookie]

Ya’ mean when you told me to “go out and get laid”? Ain’t happened, yet. And, I didn’t say anything about a million years. I just said I suck at it, which is true. But, thanks!

Suck in what way? See that’s not necessarily a bad thing you know

I say flowers would be ok at this point too.

You were looking to make some changes in your life… maybe open up a pub or something… Does all this mean you just may end up bartending at a little place on Hampton Beach giving dating advice to the patrons?

[Salem]

Another vote for the flowers. And good call on the roses, Dave. But a nice summer bouquet would be appreciated I’m sure. See, you don’t suck at this at all! We’re all rooting for ya!

[Syntropy]

I second tanookie’s suggestion on flowers.

This is a such a different side of you, davebear. I love it! If you don’t stop grinning, the top of your head’s going to come off.

It’s really nice to see you so upbeat and happy. Does this mean we’re going to stop arguing, though? I was looking forward to our monthly head-butting thing.

[jjimm]

I suggest you watch Swingers this evening to celebrate.

[whiterabbit]

I was SO JEALOUS of you, Davebear, until last night. It goes like this:

I met this guy on Thursday night. With my PARENTS. Ugh. (I like them fine. It’s just…well, awkward!) Anyway, I’ve been wondering if he’d call. He lives in Texas, so this is going to be dang awkward. He’s a stand-up comedian, so he’s ALWAYS on the road.

But last night…he calls! And the call goes well! And he really is as nice as I’d thought he was on Thursday!

bouncing I’m ready to get into my car and drive to Texas right now…

I’m happy for ya, Dave. Isn’t it FUN being on the pink cloud???

[Optihut]

Ah, coolness! You go, man! Congratulations and FWIW I’ll be keeping my fingers crossed that it works out great for you

[HerMajestyLorna]

Hooray for Dave!

in case there haven’t been enough smilies already…

You’ve gotta let us know about your date!

[ivylass]

Another Yahooooo!!!

Okay, so where ya gonna take her…watcha gonna wear…give her a rose when you pick her up…and you best post here the SECOND you get home from the date! I mean the absolute instant. Have your next door neighbor sign you on to the computer and open a new thread so you can come in, drop the keys, and start typing.