Going on holiday with your new date
Is it a good idea to go on holiday with someone you barely know?
I did and I lived to tell the tale.
M was quite what I thought he’d be like. It was only a weekend but he was fussy. Super fussy.
We shared a room (SEPARATE BEDS) and although I was grateful for the fact that he did not snore, neither was I particularly glad about it. It might be because I was feeling under the weather the whole time.
In many ways, I think it made me think. Did I want to spend my time with someone who kept his distance all the time? He hardly talked to me – don’t ask why, because I don’t know. But he later accused me of not talking to him. Weird? Yes.
But I did not like how he was fussy over things like sleeping under the bed covers. He said it was dirty. But he would walk barefoot on the floor. Little things like that I noticed and I think that when one starts to notice these things, its a sure sign things are goign down the drain.
So, I’m glad I discovered it early rather than late.
For the record, nothing happened. I ended up with a raging fever instead.
Thursday, January 31st, 2008
When I first met M, he was looking for a new car. His old car was giving him problems and well, I suppose looking for a new car gave us an opportunity to go out together. I like looking at cars and I like cars so I didn’t mind going around the car showrooms and on test drives.