Day 240: The double/blind date

After my massage today I found myself at Sam's club in a flurry of activity.

I was hoping to switch cable providers and they were running a special with the one I wanted to go with, so I decided to 'make a deal'

In order to get the best deal, I had to switch my membership, so I had one guy switching my membership while another was asking for my information for the cable switch.

Before long the membership guy switched me off to someone else, but he kept chiming in with comments 'how is your weekend going?', 'let me know when you want me to show you how to use your card to get the best deals.'

Meanwhile the other guy was taking my picture over and over again, because the card machine kept screwing up.

I was absolutely exhausted by all of the activity, so I came home hoping to take a nap and watch the baseball game.

Then I realized I needed to get something to wear for the date tonight, and maybe something for Vegas too.

I don't know what I was thinking, but with only about an hour and a half before I should have started getting ready I took off for a boutique where I have a gift card.

I knew I was in for some trouble when I walked in and the owner was offering up mimosas.

She was so nice, I know her from the show, so she took me on and became my personal stylist.

She brought me all kinds of things to try, there were outfits flying in and out of the dressing room and accessories coming in from all over the place. I felt like a little dress up doll.

I went out to look at some pants she picked out for me and she asked me how I thought they looked. Of course I thought my butt looked big or just weirdly shaped (it's my biggest obsession). Then she just looked at me and asked 'what kind of underwear are you wearing?'

Great I just got called out for wearing granny panties. Perfect. She pointed out what I was seeing was not my butt, but was the underwear. I don't completely buy that statement, but I do know things look better with a different panty option.

All of the clothes I ended up with were adorable, but unfortunately none of them was something I could wear tonight.

They were all fall clothes, and it's still so hot here there is no way it was going to happen. And all the clothes I could wear, need to be altered slightly so they weren't going to be ready.

About mid-shopping excursion I decided what I was going to wear from my own personal stash at home but kept up with the shopping excursion anyway.

I ended up with some awesome shoes, and some great staples that I think I will be able to wear for a long time.

The date was a group date, 6 of us were getting together for pizza. I'll call it a double/blind date. Actually I knew everyone but the one guy they were trying to set me up with, and the same was true for him.

One of the guys was with his fiance. He is the same guy the BFF's boyfriend tried to set me up with a few months ago.

When we all met that night, he broke into tears over the break-up with his now fiance. All he could talk about was the break-up and how he was sad, and couldn't understand how she could do the things she did.

All I could think was 'wow... this is going really well.' After that night was over the BFF's boyfriend said he didn't know things were going to take that turn.

Of course he didn't why would he try to set me up with such a wounded soul.

So I was hoping tonight wouldn't end in the same way, and it didn't.

Tonights guy seems very well adjusted, and quite possibly was the exact opposite of the cry guy. This one laughed at everything, ok, well not everything but seemed to be a pretty happy guy.

We seemed to get along pretty well, and we both like sports so all that is good, but I'm not sure there is any chemistry. I know that sometimes comes with time, and I'm willing to give it another chance when I'm not hopped up on cold medicine and exhuasted from a 60 hour work week.

He asked for my number, and I'm sure he'll call. I think he's more interested than I am. Not that I'm being pessimistic about it, but at this point I'm more concerned about having to actually tell someone I'm not feeling it instead of blowing them off.

I guess sooner or later I was going to have to put my big girl panties on.