Friday, December 29, 2006

Port wrap up

Well, I’m back from my little expedition to Port. And I think I’m cured from my crush. I had a lovely day with him, but I think we both got what we wanted from each other and I doubt anything more will come from it.
I basically talked myself out of it on the train ride up there. I failed to mention in my last post that he had a girlfriend. That’s the first issue. Secondly, there’s the whole distance thing. I’m not likely to move up there, and I was pretty sure he wasn’t looking to move to Sydney. Thirdly, even tho we hadn’t shagged, we had pashed and stuff, which shows me he’s not the most trustworthy boyfriend material if we decided to go down the long distance route in the future.
He picked my up at lunch time on the Tuesday from my friends place, looking all rugged and sexy in his dirt biking gear. He tells me right away that he broke up with his girlfriend that very morning, which pleased me. I generally have pretty good morals, hence why I hadn’t let much happen between us the previous few times we’d caught up.
We grabbed some lunch, drove around Port, he took me down to Laurieton to a scenic outlook, showed me his work and areas he’d like to buy a home in. We talked a lot, got to know each other better yet it all just kind of felt like niceties leading up to the big moment. We got back to his, he showed me photo’s of his daughter- long story, not with the now ex-girlfriend I’ll clarify- which meant a lot cos it’s a rather touchy and personal subject for him.
We started watching a DVD while laying on his bed. I think it was pretty obvious where it was heading, but hey, we’re adults and both now single so why not. It was good, fun and easy. We grabbed some take out for dinner, had a chat overlooking the ocean then the lake and it was then that I knew it wasn’t going anywhere.
He dropped me off at the pub so I could spend some time with my girlfriends, we made vague plans to catch up the next night and said goodbye. I talked it over with Jodi, she knew where my head had been at before the date and was glad I wasn’t all gaga over him after the day together.
He sent me a text at lunchtime the next day saying he had come down with the flu and wouldn’t be able to catch up that night. The girl in me thinks “ok he got what he wanted, I go home tomorrow, if he wants to see me this is the last chance, guess I know where I stand”. Reasonable voice in my head says “yes he was coughing a lot yesterday, he was dozing off during the DVD, these things can’t be helped”. Besides, I already knew what I felt and why risk complicating it by spending more time with him? What if I confused myself into thinking I might like him again?
He texted me again later that arvo, and again last night, still being flirty and fun, but I think the writing is pretty much on the wall. He’s talked about a weekend down in Sydney, I have no immediate plans for another trip up there, so who knows where or when we’ll catch up again. I might lay off the texts for a couple of days and see where his head is at. Not game playing, but I’m not keen enough to pursue and don’t want to come across as being too keen.
I finally feel ready for a relationship in the new year, and I know that he isn’t the one for me right now. I feel as though I’ve laid some ghosts to rest this year and its time to start sorting out a few things in my life that I’m not totally satisfied with. 2005 was a fantastic year for me, 2006 has not been so wonderful so I’m really hoping to bounce back in 2007 and feel like I’m in control of my destiny again!

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Anticipation

I spoke to my Port boy last night. The sound of his voice is enough to make me smile. He sounds so sexy and sweet and funny. I feel so happy when I make him laugh. The conversation is happy and light, but not small talk. It’s important and meaningful.
I can’t wait to see him next week, yet at the same time I’m worried about it. I almost hope we have a bad time so it means I don’t have to wonder about “what now??” So far things have been great between us. If all goes well next week, where do we go from there?