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So I tried to post a comment and I simply cannot get it to work. What happened? Did Blogger change everything? I tried to post with a Google account when it asked me to select a profile, but it just reloads the original blog entry. It doesn't post a thing. What happened? Anyone know how to make it work?

The Harpist

Just wanted to share with the world that I'm officially a giddy school-girl again. Every time I think about... (for privacy-sake I'll just call him The Harpist) - anytime I think about the Harpist, I smile and get all giggly inside. It's a warm wonderful feeling that I've not had in a long time.

Am I too quick to feel like this over someone? I would normally have said, yes. Yes, it's way too soon because I don't know him well yet. I've always admired from afar those people who say sparks flew the instant they met and all that other mushy nonsense...and I also shook my head and thought how ridiculous it really was because in real life, that just doesn't happen.

But now I have to wonder if there's not some reality to it all. I suppose people can feel excited about another person right away. Perhaps I've always thought it wasn't real because I'd never experienced it for myself. And because I've never experienced it for myself, I also ponder that maybe I'm getting ahead of myself. I don't know what's ruling my emotions...head, heart, chemicals? Am I over-thinking EVERYTHING like I always do? Probably.

I've only dated the Harpist a few times so far. But they were amazing dates. The best first date I've EVER had. No weird awkward moments; no silent staring; no weird conversations involving too much information. It was all wonderful. And I've never kissed on a first date before either. That was a lovely first experience.

Naturally, little things are starting to surface...like what's moving too fast and what's not. Is it all in my head - this instant attraction? And I really don't want to think about these things. I'm trying really hard to just stop thinking and go with the flow for once. I know things will move along just fine and fretting about it all will only spoil my excitement.

As of right now, I am loving this feeling I have and I want to relish it for a good, long time. So if you see me smiling and giggling to myself, you'll know it's because I'm thinking of the Harpist.

What fickle creatures we girls can be

Isn't it funny how we can be so neurotic over phone calls from men. If a guy doesn't call soon enough, or not frequently enough, (or not at all), we stress and moan about it. Then if a guy does call very frequently, we may then be prone to complaining about how often they call, and how it's borderline clingy. (And hey, any guy would say the same thing about the clingy part.) We want a man who calls, just not too much, but enough to make it clear that he likes us, only not twice a day in the beginnings of a relationship, because then that would be needy. I admit that the female mind is not always logical.

And I say all of this because I currently have this situation on my mind. I had a really fantastic date this last Friday night. Then on Saturday, he called and we chatted. Then Sunday he gave me a brief call and said maybe dinner Tuesday or Wednesday? And I said yes. And he said he'd call again to make plans. Then Monday...another call. Wednesday is decided on, but not where. He says he'll call later.

As of right now in this narrative, he's called every day since the first date. My female mind is racing with thoughts of "Omigosh! He called. He likes me. He's still into me after the first date. Score!" Then it's followed by, "Wow! Another call a day later. This is awesome." Third day, "Hmm, he sure calls a lot. I hope he's not needy." Fourth day, "No call yet. What gives? We still need to set details of our next date. Is he going to call again?"

Yes, you read that right. As of tonight, no call today. And I've already gotten used to him calling! You'd think that after three consecutive days, I would know that he's into me. But the illogical, self-conscious part of the girl brain-train derails all happy thoughts with this one evening of phone-silence. We made plans for Wednesday, so sure; he'll call again. After days of talking, I know that he's super busy getting ready for a school trip, (he's a music instructor), and it's a hectic time for him. So I should just calm the crazy down. But alas, the crazy girl in all of us usually wins out. She does worry awfully loud.

So yeah, only one date but I'm super excited because I think I really like him. Just looking forward to that next call...
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He just texted!

Hello Again

Hello Internet. How have you been? Sorry I haven't talked to you in a long time. I've been busy. Did you have a good holiday? As you probably already figured out, I come and go from this blog thing. I take many long breaks between writing. Either nothing interesting has happened or I've got the writer's block again. Lately, it's been both. But I do have news.

So what's happened since the last time I blogged?

The job I got at Basin Healthcare as the early-ass morning receptionist is no more. I was promoted to Administrative Assistant to the CEO. This means I'm now going to work from 8am to 5pm. No more 4:30am wake-up alarms. Yay. (And the pay-raise is splendid.)

I'm going to Austin for spring break. I felt the need to get out of town and decided on Austin. Why go to Austin again? Well mostly it is because I'm determined to take a proper trip there. The last handful of times I've been were whirlwind 2 day trips. I'm tired of all of that driving just to spend 2 days there. This time it's going to be 3, not counting driving time. At least, that's my plan. Drive in really early one day and have the rest of that afternoon and evening; have the next two days for whatever I feel like; the fourth day will be a half-day because I will need to drive home in the afternoon. I really hope it goes as planned. People close to me know how OCD I get when it comes to plans.
I just can't help it. I try to apologize to people in advance. But once I get a schedule in my head, I am compelled to follow it. If there's a speed-bump, a detour, or any other sidetrack in the plan, I get very antsy. I can't help it. I feel like things aren't going according to plan and I'm missing out on something, and that means things aren't right. And they need to be right. See? OCD.

The ex and I are in the friend zone now - where it should be. There's no real awkwardness when we hang out with our friends. We even get lunch together sometimes just to stay in touch. So it's all good. I don't have to put up with his hi-jinks anymore and when he tries to pressure me into drinking or something, I firmly say no and shut the door on that conversation instead of letting him keep trying like I used to do. In fact, now he's realized it too and doesn't bother me about stuff like that. It feels good not to deal with it anymore.

There's a few other things too that I could mention, but I'm saving those for posts later.