Day 2

6/22/12

Today is the day. I have my hot and sweaty game face on. I've done 3 deoderant checks outside in front of parents to make sure I am not going to knock your socks of, like for real. I fix my hair the best that the curls will go flat- and I am in a sheer panic of what is about to transpose. My best friend Amy at work knows that I am giddy, and she is excited for me- and that makes me excited. I blurted it out to 2 of my coworkers and they got a gleam in their eye as well. "Maybe this will be fun" "maybe you will like him" I showed them your picture and Charlotte said "yep. that's the one. this is it." Huh? From a picture? You know this? And the panic excitment crazy sets in. What am I doing? Is this ok to be going on a lunch date? Snap back to reality "Rachel, yes this is ok- um you are single last time I checked." Right. I am. Ok, if he doesn't like me today, he wont ever like me. Be yourself and let everything work itself out. It is just lunch. Not. It is sooo much more than that. Overwhelming. Crazy. Oh my gosh did someone- a really hott guy ask me out to lunch? Here goes nothing.

I totally have no idea what you drive- but I was preparing for a motorcycle. As I try and put on some makeup on my gross nasty orientation face, you drive up next to me in a pretty blue truck (yes!) and give me the biggest smile from your window. Yeah- I saw it. Here. goes. nothing. I step out, see you and you are much hotter than I remember you being ;) a big hug and you said I lied to you. You said I looked really pretty- not really gross.

Off we go- and spend the next 2.5 hours in complete talk mode. There was no dead silence. There was no awkwardness. I ate in front of you. I must've been repulsive or have awful table manners, because you didn't eat. At all. It was so nice to hear about someone else's drama than hit the replay button on mine. You smiled and laughed at me, and with me I guess... All my nervousness went away. It was like this was the normal for me. The way it should be and shouldve been. When we finally see that, ok they closing down, we got's to go, we leave, and I can't help but think: this guy doesnt even know me and I just had the best date. ever. and I wonder what he thought. Because I am feeling things I havent felt before. or in a long time. I didnt want to leave. I wanted to just go sit and talk to you more.

I give you a hug- and my broken heart and cloudy head says do. it. again. And I am so glad I did. It was amazing to be hugged by some really buff arms and lean on a chest that was bigger than mine, ha. Inside that hug I felt safe. I felt right- and I felt like- CRAP WHAT IS GOING ON!?

Lots and lots and lots of texts later that night we make plans to hang out again. Stayed up in the wee hours of the morning just talking to you. It was like I couldnt get enough. I wanted more. And I cant explain that.