Second

I went out with Lee again.

Pretty similar to our first "date", but this time a walk in the day time, with his dog.  His dog that he sees part time because he shares him with his ex.  Wife.  Ex-wife.

My brain, once it got over being mega sick, worried about should I or shouldn't I... text him... date him... and all the stupid, annoying, tiring things my brain does.

Over the holidays I asked my brother, what should I do here... text him?  He's a busy guy, but shouldn't I wait til he texts me?

"Victoria, seriously... stop overthinking things."

Well, ok, but...

"No, really.  If the guy's busy he's busy.  If you want to say hi, say hi.  End of discussion.  Guys aren't overthinking things.  They really aren't thinking about anything other than what's right in front of them that moment so you're spending all this time thinking and thinking and worrying and worrying and he's... not.  Give it a rest."

So I texted him.  He'd said we should get together right after Christmas.  And we went for a walk.

I was still nervous.  And still not at my best, and so tired, and I think I maybe felt shy, no I did feel shy.  It's weird, getting to know someone from scratch.

Extra especially when you think you might maybe like to kiss them some time.

He told me to give him a call later in the week, which frustrates me because I don't like the ball being in my court.  Do I?

So, yeah... trying to at least slow down the overthinking somewhat.

And yes I could maybe like him, there's potential there for sure.

Oh, and, no, he's not a smoker.  I asked.