Went on a date with J last night. We had sushi and talked - we have a lot in common and a lot of differences, which was nice. No immediate spark, but I'm trying not to hold it against anyone that I lack initial chemistry. It's hard, though, because I know what that instant "click" feels like and I am, on some level, holding out for it... A plus was that he didn't talk about how busy he was.
If I can get the details worked out in time, I may have a date with N tonight.
Got an email from I today saying how busy he is because he coaches a football team. You know, I have stuff going on, too. We make time for what we want to make time for, I suppose.
How is it that I feel like I have so much going on but nothing going on at the same time?
I fly out tomorrow morning to the Garden State to perform some training that I am not prepared to do. Ah, procrastination, who would I be without thee? I'm still trying to decide if I have time to try to see my NJ boy that I've been talking to for the past 4-5 years but have never met in person. I'm so pressed for time, but I'm not sure when I'll have the opportunity again...
Meanwhile, I haven't packed. I haven't even started. In fact, I haven't finished my laundry. I hate packing, because it gets my anxiety started about the flight. I need hypnosis.
I'm rambling.
Maybe it's work avoidance...
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