....I don't know what the hell I need. I need a personal stylist, a therapist, a cleaning service and a pharmacist all rolled into one. I need to get my head examined. I need a mountain of chocolate.
All this, and I'm out of Haagen-Dazs.
So here's what's going on. On Friday morning, I'm going to meet someone pretty special for the first time. Long story short - met him in Dim chat last July, he lives in Georgia and I'm in Maryland. Neither of us were even considering starting anything long-distance, but we clicked so well online and on the phone that we decided to take the plunge and made plans to meet. Various crises and obstacles ensued, plans were broken, and here it is, almost ten months later, and we're finally going to meet. He's flying up here on Friday morning.
It's been ten years since I met anyone from online who didn't live close to me - my ex was the last one. I've met a few guys from online since he and I broke up, but no fireworks, and they were all close by, the get-togethers very casual.
I'm excited. And very, very nervous. I want to make a good impression, but of course, he needs to get to know the real me, not me on my best behavior. I'm freaking out that my house isn't perfect, but when is my house EVER perfect? You've got to be kidding me. I'm kind of a slob, truth be told. My dogs are going to jump on him. My dogs jump on everyone - he should know from the start that my dogs can be somewhat obnoxious, as lovely as they are. But I'm still worrying about my dogs jumping on him. There are particles of hay in the back of my Suburban. There are always particles of hay in the back of my Suburban, because it's my vehicle, and my goats need me to get them hay. Will he think I'm a hick? The air conditioning in it is broken, too. Has been since last summer, and I can't afford to fix it. Will he be turned off by the lack of this creature comfort and the need to drive with the windows down? I don't know.
He knows all of these things about me, and my life, and assures me that none of them matter. I think we know the bulk of each other's dirty secrets (significant and not), and they simply don't matter. Yet I still worry.
I have no idea where I'm going with this.
I need words of wisdom, I think. Words of reassurance and encouragement. I think I probably come off as pretty level-headed and reasonable here at Dim, but the truth is, in my personal life, I'm kind of flaky and neurotic and high-maintenance (Jane would probably want to smack me). It's tempered by a weird charm that people have been commenting on my entire life, but it's undoubtedly there, and rearing its ugly head right now. My brain is telling me that it's positively idiotic for a 35 year-old woman to be obsessing about what to wear to the airport on Friday, but I can't stop. Jes, god bless her, has been trying to counsel me, particularly on the fashion front, but I'm being completely uncoachable.
I'm posting this here because if this visit once again doesn't pan out (which I half expect it won't), at least the entire board population won't know (proud much, Carrie?). And I know some of you have met people from afar here online and have experienced the big first meeting, so I think I'm just hoping to hear about some positive experiences. If I hear about anymore negative ones, my left eyelid will start twitching in stress.
So hit me with it, people. Please?
All this, and I'm out of Haagen-Dazs.
So here's what's going on. On Friday morning, I'm going to meet someone pretty special for the first time. Long story short - met him in Dim chat last July, he lives in Georgia and I'm in Maryland. Neither of us were even considering starting anything long-distance, but we clicked so well online and on the phone that we decided to take the plunge and made plans to meet. Various crises and obstacles ensued, plans were broken, and here it is, almost ten months later, and we're finally going to meet. He's flying up here on Friday morning.
It's been ten years since I met anyone from online who didn't live close to me - my ex was the last one. I've met a few guys from online since he and I broke up, but no fireworks, and they were all close by, the get-togethers very casual.
I'm excited. And very, very nervous. I want to make a good impression, but of course, he needs to get to know the real me, not me on my best behavior. I'm freaking out that my house isn't perfect, but when is my house EVER perfect? You've got to be kidding me. I'm kind of a slob, truth be told. My dogs are going to jump on him. My dogs jump on everyone - he should know from the start that my dogs can be somewhat obnoxious, as lovely as they are. But I'm still worrying about my dogs jumping on him. There are particles of hay in the back of my Suburban. There are always particles of hay in the back of my Suburban, because it's my vehicle, and my goats need me to get them hay. Will he think I'm a hick? The air conditioning in it is broken, too. Has been since last summer, and I can't afford to fix it. Will he be turned off by the lack of this creature comfort and the need to drive with the windows down? I don't know.
He knows all of these things about me, and my life, and assures me that none of them matter. I think we know the bulk of each other's dirty secrets (significant and not), and they simply don't matter. Yet I still worry.
I have no idea where I'm going with this.
I need words of wisdom, I think. Words of reassurance and encouragement. I think I probably come off as pretty level-headed and reasonable here at Dim, but the truth is, in my personal life, I'm kind of flaky and neurotic and high-maintenance (Jane would probably want to smack me). It's tempered by a weird charm that people have been commenting on my entire life, but it's undoubtedly there, and rearing its ugly head right now. My brain is telling me that it's positively idiotic for a 35 year-old woman to be obsessing about what to wear to the airport on Friday, but I can't stop. Jes, god bless her, has been trying to counsel me, particularly on the fashion front, but I'm being completely uncoachable.
I'm posting this here because if this visit once again doesn't pan out (which I half expect it won't), at least the entire board population won't know (proud much, Carrie?). And I know some of you have met people from afar here online and have experienced the big first meeting, so I think I'm just hoping to hear about some positive experiences. If I hear about anymore negative ones, my left eyelid will start twitching in stress.
So hit me with it, people. Please?
