Um…I’m getting jittery and excited. The countdown that began five months ago is now down to t-minus 24 hours.
And I know it’s just a first date. I know that there is the possibility it will result in nothing. And I realize that talking about it here is a little premature. Because even though it’s “something”, it’s still not “anything.” But that’s what we do here right? We talk about things. Everything. Even the “things” that aren’t “things.” (huh?)
Because the reality is that I haven’t been excited about dating in a long time. I haven’t been excited about anyone (in a dating sense) in a long time. And so, no matter what happens tomorrow, the fact that I’m excited (and nervous) is cause for celebration. The fact that I’m trying again is reason for a party.
And you’re all invited! To cast your vote for tomorrow’s 1st date hair. Here are the options:
b) Smooth Curly
c) Messy Curly
Frit’s leaning curly.
I’m leaning straight.
But we’re not firm in those choices at all.
So, please weigh in. EVERYone! Thanks for your help!