The New Guy

Last week in the middle of the week the new guy (who has been dubbed BPOD by Fireboy, GB and Roomie but that is a story for another day) and I finally went out. It wasn’t your typical first date, but I am not your typical date kinda girl.

He picked me up at around 9pm in his work truck and we went back to his place so he could have a shower – as he had just come from work. This gave me a chance to snoop around his apartment for a bit and see what kind of guy I was potentially getting involved with. He has a beautiful old piano, a bunch of books about Taoism and Buddism, a MAC and a really clean condo. So far, so good.

We had planned to go for a walk around his neighbourhood for so once he was ready we headed out. We wandered side streets looking at old homes, big trees and landscaping and talked about your average getting to know you stuff. WE came across a park and went for a swing and talked about swings and playgrounds and games we played as children. By the time we wandered out of the park I was pretty sure he wasn’t going to kiss me. I couldn’t decide if he just wasn’t attracted to me or if the knowledge of another man just wasn’t his thing, but either way, I didn’t see a kiss in my future. Which was fine he was (is) still a fascinating man to talk to and spend time with.

We continued on down the road and came to a large park where he told me there was a pool. He told me that the pool was quite warm and that last weekend he had broken in and gone for a swim. “You mentioned earlier that you like to climb trees. How do you feel about climbing fences?” He asked looking at the top of the fence. “Pretty good, really.” I replied and we both hopped the fence**. “Wanna go for a swim? The water is really warm.” He asked. My outside voice said “Umm … is only like 10 degrees out and really windy. I am not sure that is a good idea.” My inside voice said “Ummm … get naked with you, I don’t think so. I am way to self conscious and nervous for that.” Luckily he agreed that it was a little to cold, instead we rolled up our jeans and stuck our feet in the warm pool. We chatted some more and looked at the stars and then he kissed me. And we kissed for a while with our feet dangling in the pool and the stars looking on from above.

We decided it was getting cold – and cold concrete isn’t the greatest surface for good kissing - and put our shoes on and headed out of the pool. We wandered around the fence to find the best place to go back over, as we had both ripped our jeans on the way in, and we found a two foot hole at the bottom of the fence and opted to climb through there, lest we rip our jeans any further. We went to his place got the keys to his truck and he drove me back to my house. We parked outside and started to say goodbye.

Truck, might not be the best description of what he was driving, it was a cargo van for delivering stuff, so it was big. We turned our knees inward to the space between the seats and kissed goodbye, for about 5 minutes. I remarked at some point that this vehicle was not ideal for a goodnight kiss. He agreed and soon after pointed out that he would like to stretch out and looked to the back of the truck. I laughed out loud said no way am I lying down in the back of a cargo van and pointed out to him that we are both adults and no longer need to do things like make out in a truck as we both have our own homes with couches and beds, and asked if he would like to come in for a bit.

He came in, met the dog, was re introduced to GB and then we went hung out and kissed a little more. At about 12:30 I told him I had to kick him out as I had a long day the next day and I walked him to the door. We kissed goodbye and he said “I will see you later” and I said, “Yeah, that would be great, when would you like to do that?” His response “I don’t know … I really don’t know.” And he stood there looking very puzzled “Alright, you think about that and call me when you have some idea.” I said with a laugh and closed the door.

Not a perfect end, but an interesting date, and even with that vague goodbye I think there will be another date.

The Single Girl