So today was quite an eventful day. Sort of like Bar Mitzvahs only I’m not Jewish and there was romance involved. Anyway, without going into too many gory details unfit for the public eye, I’d count today more or less a triumph (I’m making a note here: huge success). I learned quite a bit today, here are some things:
- Never count on technology to stall for time!
- Regardless of how much forethought, nothing can really prepare you when you’ve got aneurysms in the brew.
- Things are often not as bad as you’d make them out to be! Just make sure you clarify what people mean before drawing conclusions (or seppuku-swords).
- I am clearly not as accidentally subtle as I may think (which was a good thing in this case).
- Some bras need no straps!
So anyway, my day was one of real-life drama, adventure, suspense, tension, comedy, tragedy (short-lived!), and disemboweled ambiguity. You, world, can count this as the day I first took down the vulnerability shun and verbally blundered through my heartbeats. And oh how I blundered!
At first I was mostly exploded by her response (because I took it, I found out later, the wrong way) and so I began to think that today really was going to be “The Day to End All Days” (as it’s listed on my Remember The Milk). This bugged me so much that I just had to ask to make sure we were on the same page, and it turns out we were! Excellent! I was on the wrong page and so once we cleared that up, it was wonderfully normal again, only with more “Yeah, it’s true. I do!” and less “Hey, I might, but you’ll never know for sure.” It feels great to finally be clear.
Okay, time to stop myself before I give out too many incriminating details to who-knows-who over the Internets. Feel free to bask in radiated comfort and relief.