Soleil is scared. And I mean TERRIFIED. The April date is set. FOR TOMORROW! And it is entirely possible that it is with someone 10 years junior who will rock up to her house in a shit-box to take her out with his clearly visible green p-plates suction cupped to the window.
*Deep breath*
I have never not known how old the date has been. When internet dating, the age comes up automatically. And in my club picking up days I was generally young enough not to worry about snogging a guy that was too young for me. But these days..... at the tail end of my twenties.... and back at a club.....rules change.
In truth, I generally ask a guy how old they are because it bothers me that much. Last year there was one occurrence whereby I repeatedly turned away a more than willing and incredibly cute twenty-one year old on account of his age. And.... now I don't know this guys age and it is REALLY freaking me out.
The last time I was romanced like this was with my first long-term relationship. I met him at a trivia night. He saw me, jumped up from his table and sat next to me. We exchanged numbers and chatted all night- non stop. On that first date, he picked me up from my parent's house in his poo brown Gemini shit box, his red p-plates on the windscreen a testament to the time and our ages. Now, this was a good ten years ago- but I remember it quite vividly. He drove me to Glen Waverley. We had coffee at Airstream and saw Frequency at the movies. He dropped me off and we kissed. It was a very nice kiss. We both enjoyed it. THEN he parted with the slightly awkward line 'I'll call you' which also incited a freak out by yours truly as I assumed it was a blow off!
So, where is the comparison? I've already kissed this guy but it felt like a nineteen/twenty year old kiss. It felt similar to that car kiss of 2000. I feel swept off my feet by this guy, as I was in the above situation. The guy is picking me up from my house when I don't even know him (as did said ex) and this hasn't happened in a VERY long time and..... well..... the freak out element is there too- an element I haven't experienced since 2000.
He'll be here at 10 o'clock tomorrow night. Ringing the door bell. (If he toots there will be NO second date) he did have a place in mind... in Williamstown but I think that's a little too far so we are winging it. I'm not overly keen on the first date wing, but we'll see.
Stay tuned!
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