mean he was interested, or was I reading too far into things? In the end, I decide to shelve my worries, and enjoy the budding friendship.
It worked for the most part, but now I’m having pre non-date jitters as I try to choose an outfit for lunch and trip to the Downtown Aquarium. We’re not even in dating territory. I need to relax and go with the flow. I take a deep breath. I’m still nervous, so I use my rule. When in doubt, call your bestie and talk it out.
“Hey, Ef, what’s up?”
“Do you have a few minutes?” I ask. “I’m feeling … unsure about a few things.”
“I have time. What’s wrong?”
“Well, I’m meeting Edgar for lunch and a day at the aquarium and I don’t know what to wear.”
“What? You don’t know what to wear? That’s a first.” Liv giggles.
“It’s not funny.”
“Oh, it is. Let me guess, you’re freaking out?”
“It’s a non-date. I don’t want to look like I’m trying too hard, but I’m interested. I don’t want to feel like he’s been banished to the friend zone.”
“So, you’ve made up your mind about him then?” she asks.
“Maybe?” I bite my bottom lip and laughter pours out of my earpiece.
“Oh, you are so gone. When’s this non-date?”
“In a couple of hours. We made arrangements a week ago. At the time, it sounded like a great idea. Now I’m kicking myself in the ass.”
“Why?” Liv asks.
“Because I’m all over the place.” I run my hand over my bald head. I’d started going out in public without a head covering. The pitying glances and whispers don’t escape my notice.
“Aren’t we all in some way? Listen, how long have you two been doing whatever you’ve been doing?”
“Almost a month.” Wow, has it been that long?
“Long enough for him to know if he likes you all over the place. He hasn’t complained or slipped off into the darkness, so I’m willing to wager you’re fine. I know you have a lot going on, but you’re happy when you’re with Edgar. Your face lights up when you talk about him, whether you want to admit or not. He’s becoming a part of your life. It’s okay that you haven’t defined what that means yet. It’s hotter than Hades out right now, so I’d suggest a lightweight shirt and shorts, or a flowy skirt and a tank top. It’s casual, comfortable. You won’t be dialing it in with jeans and a plain T-shirt or going overboard with something more formal.”
I rifle through my closet and come out with a black circle skirt and a white button down I pair with a set of low top black gladiator sandals.
“You’re a life saver.”
“Are you better now?” she asks.
“I am. I just needed to talk it out, you know?”
“I do. Remember how I was with Houston?”
“That was completely different. You didn’t want to lose your best friend or screw up your situation with the kids.”
“Yes, but the root is the same. If you spend too much time worrying about if it’s a bad choice or not, you’ll drive yourself crazy.”
She speaks the truth. With everything else so out of my hands I’ve noticed myself obsessing over what I can control.
“You’re right. It’s always fun when we do get together. I need to stop overcomplicating things.”
“There’s my girl. Is there anything else I can help you with while the little monsters are content?”
The sound of their little voices in the background make me laugh. “Are you guys outside?”
“Yep, they’re exhausting themselves on the playground set just in time for a nice long nap after lunch.”
“You’re an evil genius.”
“Nah, just a tired mom.”
“Poor thing. Are you sleeping any better?”
“No, this little bug likes to cut a rug after midnight. When I pass out, Houston says the bug kicks him in the back.”
I snicker. “I can’t even feel bad. It seems like he gets to share fully in what you’re going through that way.”
She gives an evil laughter. “Yes. I said much the same thing. I know you need to get ready
It worked for the most part, but now I’m having pre non-date jitters as I try to choose an outfit for lunch and trip to the Downtown Aquarium. We’re not even in dating territory. I need to relax and go with the flow. I take a deep breath. I’m still nervous, so I use my rule. When in doubt, call your bestie and talk it out.
“Hey, Ef, what’s up?”
“Do you have a few minutes?” I ask. “I’m feeling … unsure about a few things.”
“I have time. What’s wrong?”
“Well, I’m meeting Edgar for lunch and a day at the aquarium and I don’t know what to wear.”
“What? You don’t know what to wear? That’s a first.” Liv giggles.
“It’s not funny.”
“Oh, it is. Let me guess, you’re freaking out?”
“It’s a non-date. I don’t want to look like I’m trying too hard, but I’m interested. I don’t want to feel like he’s been banished to the friend zone.”
“So, you’ve made up your mind about him then?” she asks.
“Maybe?” I bite my bottom lip and laughter pours out of my earpiece.
“Oh, you are so gone. When’s this non-date?”
“In a couple of hours. We made arrangements a week ago. At the time, it sounded like a great idea. Now I’m kicking myself in the ass.”
“Why?” Liv asks.
“Because I’m all over the place.” I run my hand over my bald head. I’d started going out in public without a head covering. The pitying glances and whispers don’t escape my notice.
“Aren’t we all in some way? Listen, how long have you two been doing whatever you’ve been doing?”
“Almost a month.” Wow, has it been that long?
“Long enough for him to know if he likes you all over the place. He hasn’t complained or slipped off into the darkness, so I’m willing to wager you’re fine. I know you have a lot going on, but you’re happy when you’re with Edgar. Your face lights up when you talk about him, whether you want to admit or not. He’s becoming a part of your life. It’s okay that you haven’t defined what that means yet. It’s hotter than Hades out right now, so I’d suggest a lightweight shirt and shorts, or a flowy skirt and a tank top. It’s casual, comfortable. You won’t be dialing it in with jeans and a plain T-shirt or going overboard with something more formal.”
I rifle through my closet and come out with a black circle skirt and a white button down I pair with a set of low top black gladiator sandals.
“You’re a life saver.”
“Are you better now?” she asks.
“I am. I just needed to talk it out, you know?”
“I do. Remember how I was with Houston?”
“That was completely different. You didn’t want to lose your best friend or screw up your situation with the kids.”
“Yes, but the root is the same. If you spend too much time worrying about if it’s a bad choice or not, you’ll drive yourself crazy.”
She speaks the truth. With everything else so out of my hands I’ve noticed myself obsessing over what I can control.
“You’re right. It’s always fun when we do get together. I need to stop overcomplicating things.”
“There’s my girl. Is there anything else I can help you with while the little monsters are content?”
The sound of their little voices in the background make me laugh. “Are you guys outside?”
“Yep, they’re exhausting themselves on the playground set just in time for a nice long nap after lunch.”
“You’re an evil genius.”
“Nah, just a tired mom.”
“Poor thing. Are you sleeping any better?”
“No, this little bug likes to cut a rug after midnight. When I pass out, Houston says the bug kicks him in the back.”
I snicker. “I can’t even feel bad. It seems like he gets to share fully in what you’re going through that way.”
She gives an evil laughter. “Yes. I said much the same thing. I know you need to get ready
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