Looking For the Dark Lining...

Or Waiting For the Other Shoe to Drop

It has finally happened. I have met someone. A real, live, charming, kind, funny, smart, witty, nice, passionate, compassionate, successful man.

We have been dating for just over a month and we spent the better part of last weekend together. I was convinced I'd get tired of him. I didn't. I was convinced he'd get tired of me. He didn't.

I am away on business this week which gives me ample time to think and sabotage this new relationship.

I caught myself this morning - searching for negatives - either in him or in how I feel about him. I am not dying here without him - not really missing him, though I do think it would be more fun if he were here. So I ask myself, if I'm not missing him I must not be that into him.

But my heart still jumps when I see a text from him. Or an email. And I still get nervous when I call him.

It has been so long since I've allowed myself to fall for someone I apparently don't know how to do it.

So I am talking myself off the ledge. Talking myself into looking at the positive and not freaking out if he checks the dating service still, or if it takes an hour to reply to an email. As a good friend told me - men do not do or say things just because - generally when they do or say them, they mean it. So if he is showing that he likes me (he is) then he does. And I need to let it go at that.

So, as Cowboy Mouth sang - let it go, let it go, let it go!

Take care, dear readers.