I have been super busy these days; not just busy with school, but also with "sprung upon" trips to Portland, and playing with cousins, work, and even dating... Yup. I have recently jumped back into the dating game.
As many of you know, I have been on strike again kissing since the end of May. What many of you dont know, though, is why. Well after three "heartbreaks" within just the senior year, and multiple, MULTIPLE different (this may seem shallow, but its not as bad as it sounds) "one night stands" (no sex. just make outs), I decided to test how long I could go without kissing anyone. To make the challenge easier, I basically took myself out of the dating equation.
Recently, though, I have been feeling "lonely" when it comes to watching romantic comedies and all my friends ditch me to go on dates. Not to mention, my very best friend now lives in NY, and other best friends are mostly scattered about the state. So, with some advice from my brother and some other helpful homies, I decided that ~6 months of "sobriety" from kissing was enough, and opened up my eyes to the dating world again.
About a week before the Portland trip, I went with my dad to get our oil changed.
"Left or Right," he asked.
"I dont care, dad," was my response.
The next thing I knew, he was making a right hand turn towards the Jiffy Lube in lindon.
When we arrive, I jump out of the car, look to my left and see this GORGEOUS smile being flashed my way from one of the workers. Thinking he was just being a good employee, I gave a little smile back, turned my head and walked into the waiting area. Helping my dad look at pens online for his business, I barely glance up to the door opening in front of me. There walks in "gorgous smile" boy. I look back down, but quickly look back up at him to notice the BLUEST eyes I have ever seen looking at me and smiling again. I again, smile back.
After realizing that I had been being stared at by such a handsome man, I look at his hand (you know, for any certain ring). BAM!!!! no ring on that left finger.... but wait, thats a wedding band on his right hand ring finger...?
I decide after the cars were finishing up, that I would ask about this mistery ring. So as my dad is paying for the bill, I walk out and start chatting at (look at his name tag) Devere (but lets be honest, we call him "Jiff" or "Jiffy Lube"). We talk about why he is wearing a boot, and what kind of car we both drive. He opens my dads door and close it behind him.
"Are you not getting in??" He asks.
"Nah, my truck is in the shop, so I brought in the SUV over there."
As I start walking over, he walks with me. He opens my door, and I blurt out about the ring. He tells me it was a joke about moving back to Utah, and given to him by 6 grown men. Then I took a deep breath and said...
"Hey, would you ever want to get together?? Do something fun??"
"I was hoping you would ask. We arent allowed to openly flirt here at work"
I gave him my number and three dates later, we were sitting on his couch in his basement. He was trying to teach me guitar, but when I gave up, he just started playing and singing his own songs. Should me a picture of him in his cowboy hat, and I had found my perfect man.
Sorry its flipped
Later, he walks me out to my truck and asked me, "So you still havent found out about the 'are you sure im worth breaking your streak' question, huh??"
Quickly, I responded with, "not a clue."
"I just have a past is all"
"I dont care who you used to be; I mean, youre obviously a different guy now"
"True..."
"So, I'll take my chances" I say, adding a wink.
a small silence enters.
"Well," I started to make sure it didnt have a chance to get awkward, "when you decide you are worth it, you can make your move."
And then, like a prince saving his princess from the castle, he leaned in and said, "I never said I'm not worth it." and kissed me.
So, now you have the story of the evil spell being broken. We shall see where this takes us. :)
