After Friday nights encounter, I’ll admit that I was pretty much on cloud nine. Getting up to this point had been fraught with difficulties, but I was there. What next? When she gave me her number, it was with the instructions to call the next time we were having a party. Thus, the goal was to schedule a party ASAP.
Fortunately for me, Seafair coming up and after much consideration with my cohorts we were able to pull together a small group of friends to go out on Peter’s Whaler.
Saturday morning rolls around quickly enough. I pick her up, we chat about the week. She’s had some car trouble (blown radiator) and issues with a new employee. I’ve been having a butt of a time with the ICDs (interconnect drawings) and that’s that.
Get to Peter’s house boat and chat about music. I find out she like Punk Rock. I make a mental note to explore that genre. We eventually get out on boat only to find it almost devoid of gas. Everyone (sans Peter, Ben, and Tresa) get off at Ivar’s
Now the absolute worst thing that could happen at this point (assuming a finite set of realistic possibilities) is that we end up getting to the point of dating. Why is this bad? Let me lay it out:
I leave in 11 days to head back to Colorado to start school in 14 days. In September, she leaves for Italy.
I would be fooling myself to think that a long distance relationship would work. Yes, it might. But honestly, it would probably be too stressful. I’m
I’m still trying to figure out whether it’s infatuation or musing.0