The precipice of exciting

I feel like I'm standing at the edge of one of the most exciting and fun times in my life. The dating thing is cruising along, I'm feeling good, looking good, it's like things are really starting to happen for me.

I don't want to impugn my life to date because I have been (for the most part) happy and satisfied with my choices and experiences. There have been some really wonderful things, and the people in my life are amazing. The list of people I love is long and I'm thankful for each of them.

It was a strange realization when it became clear that I was the one holding me back from dating. People can tell you that you get back what you give off, but until you get there yourself it doesn't ring true.

Redmond is still out and about on his hellish business trip (7 offices in 5 days) so we haven't talked. In order to not go to the crazy place - you know, emailing every hour "where are you, why haven't you called!?" "Hi, me again, it's been 20 minutes... where are you??" I'm keeping busy doing other things than waiting for my phone to ring or for more email to come.

I decided to paint my kitchen to rid myself of the nice, but dark red. I didn't think the timing through very well and due to an out of town trip this weekend it may be the middle of next week before I can put my kitchen back together. Oops. Thankfully I don't have anyone coming over for dinner or anything.

The boys at work invited me out for 80's night at Neighbors before 4th of July. It's like I'm 25 again, going out with the hot gay guys to dance the night away. It briefly occurred to me to invite Redmond to come with, but that might be a little much for a new guy. I mean, if he's going to be around, he is going to have to love my gaggle of hot gay friends, but maybe not within the first month.

So, while I'm still super excited about Redmond, I did get an inbound ping from a match.com guy. I decided that I'm out here to meet people and a yet unplanned date is not a serious relationship so I wrote back. This guy seems nice, maybe a little too enthusiastic about his family - but practice dates are good too.

Holy shit... I'm playing the field! (I need to give SportBoy a call to find out what the rules are in this scenario.)

I'm off this weekend to Portland for June's birthday. I had a great chat with her sister this morning about food, drink and general prep. We're trying hard not to take over for June's husband Haji but we are making some executive decisions. There WILL be lots of dips and chips to soak up the sangria!

My poem is a hoot and I MAY post it after the party. We'll see.

Tomorrow looks to be a dreadful day at MegaBank, so I'm going to bed early so I can be well rested for the "news."

And before you comment on how my image looks like someone getting ready to jump to their death... know that I find the great openness exciting!