So I've just about given up on dating; I've been dealing with a lot of toads lately, and finally two days ago, this handsome man messaged me asking if I wanted to go out with him. I was out of town so had to decline. Yesterday he asked me out to two different things. In the morning, he asked if I wanted to go to a winery and swimming. I declined because I was wanting to have a quiet day in, then he asked me to dinner that same evening, and I felt bad, but declined again because I just put one of those foot masks on (I paid 20 bux for that thing and didn't want to waste it). Of course my brain in screaming at me, like "bitch, you gave all of these awful guys a chance, this guy seems legit, and he's not going to keep asking you." Sooooo I explained that I'm really not good at being spontaneous, but since I've said no each time he's asked, I promised to treat him to brunch.

I woke up this morning and started to get ready, kind of expecting him to blow me off, but he actually texted and asked if we were still on.

Being the genius that I am, I forgot that today is Sunday, and I picked Cracker Barrell. It was only 11:30 and the line was already wrapped around the front of the building, so I said...how crazy would it be if we picked some things up from HEB, and I just make something at

my place?

He excitedly agreed to the idea, I refused to let him help with anything. He insisted, but I told him the only thing he could help me with is sitting down, getting comfortable and letting me take care of everything...

Y'all, I had a really good time. I have never experienced taking care of someone, cooking for a man and watching him melt into each bite while having a good, relaxing conversation. Like it felt really good. I'm not letting myself get all excited, with my luck I'll never hear from him again, but it was a really good "right now" feeling.