Sunday, March 28, 2010

let's say he is...

interested, i mean.

i sent him an email on Thursday as planned. thanked him for showing up on Tuesday and said i'd had a good time getting to know him better. also suggested he might want to join us after having dropped off his friends at the airport when they left, whenever that was. turns out it was yesterday. was there anything going on that evening, he asked? nothing i was going to, as the party i'd been invited to would include lots of standing and dancing, neither of which my knees would be able to handle. so now what? according to my sister, i had to have some kind of plan that he could join or something. called M. whom i'd been wanting to see for a while. yes, she was free for coffee late afternoon, and possibly, S. would come to. that gave me my thing to do. i decided to go into town and do a couple of other things and was thus able to email back saying i had things to do, plus meeting friends later, but he was welcome to call me when he'd dropped his friends off and we could grab a coffee in between.

it was yesterday lunchtime and i was thus having lunch. i'd done the grocery shopping and was just waiting for the laundry to finish before setting off. i was checking my emails and there was a reasonably long one from N. the short version is that he was suggesting we had lunch together at 1.30pm. well, that was out seen as i was eating, and my sister's advice about not being too available sounded in my head. so i left home at 1.30 and sent an SMS saying i'd be with him at around 2pm. picked up M.'s birthday present on the way and was only about 10 mns late, not being able to find the place. we then moved on to a coffee shop where we talked for another hour. personal and non-personal stuff. to be honest, i can't recall most of the conversation, but it was nice. i did have to check with M. and S. about exact time and place. in the end, S. wouldn't be able to make it, but N. actually had to help her out with her computer, so i handed the phone over to him (it was funny, when i said, i'd actually with N. right now, i'll pass him over, her 'oh' was that of complete - and undertandable - surprise). once we'd sorted it all out, we left the coffee shop, dealt with his phone problem, got back to his car and he very nicely drove me to my meeting point before setting off to S.'s place.

i spent an hour and a half with M., who seemingly liked her present and told me all about the wedding plans. but then she had to leave and i actually had to pick up some books at S.'s (that's another long story), so i called her up and checked it was ok for me to drop by. and when i got there, N. was still there. fancy meeting you here! i was there about an hour, but then had to drop the books off in my car before crossing the lake again to join Mr. J. and a couple of other people for dinner (this plan came late Friday evening). i wasn't sure who was going, but it seemed easy-going enough so i asked N. if he maybe wanted to join us. he eventually declined - good thing too, it would have been overkill - but didn't seem to think i was being annoying or anything. or so i hoped.

the end is that i dropped off my books, met the others (we were just 4 in the end) and had a great time eating semi-Japanese food (never again!) and having a drink afterward. J. was there, and we had a very interesting talk about the differences in education in France and Germany while Mr. J. and L. exchanged gossip items. J. then drove us back to our various cars. he drives like a madman! or rather, as if he was on a circuit or something, which is not the best style in traffic-jammed Geneva! i much preferred N.'s calm and no-nonsense way of driving.

anyway, i got home, went to bed deploring the fact that we were losing an hour that night (spring time) and wondering whether i had messed up or not. but then, when i turned on my computer earlier on, there was an email from N. thanking me for the coffee and basically saying we should do it again, so i guess i did all right.

2 Comments:

At 4:06 AM, Anonymous Hama and Cheese Sandwich said...

Sometimes you focus on too many details that don't matter, and too few of the ones that do.

Or maybe we just have different ideas of what matters matter. :)

 
At 8:40 PM, Blogger The Archaeologist said...

maybe it's a guy/girl dichotomy? what do you think i should've focused on?

 

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