So, I Called

Wow.

For the first time in eleven and a half years I've asked a girl out on a date.

I called this afternoon. I got the voicemail, but I did it.

I was smooth. Breezy. Witty.

Now, it is up to fate.

I almost puked after I called. Felt like I wanted a drink. Then, sitting here realizing that I just did it, I felt fine. When MM asked me later if I was worried she might call back and say yes, I said no I wasn't worried. I'm looking forward to it. I fully believe she will call me back and say yes, and I couldn't be happier or more excited.

Of course, she hasn't called yet.

Though my friend at work said it was unlikely she would call back the same day. Is that one of those rules you are supposed to know when dating? Do I have to relearn those rules?

Oh well. I called. That is the most important part. Even if I never hear from her again, I tried!