ugh. why?

okay. So following a great date on Sunday, I had two more lined up.

Tuesday was Indecisive Rodney. From the emails and such...I wasn't quite sure how certain I was about going out with this guy. His profile was pretty vague. One of the two pictures he did have posted was him in a goofy Halloween costume?? Seriously. And judge away that I was still willing to go out with him.

We had decided on meeting up after he got off work on Tuesday night. It was going to be a little later...after 9 sometime. I didn't want to be out too late and had communicated this to him, just in case for some reason he couldn't get off work till later.

Phone call a little after 9. Conversation was so awkward. I should back up a little. He had asked earlier (via text) if I had an idea on where to go. I sent him back 3 different options. His reply: "What sounds fun?" I'll admit, I was slightly annoyed. I just gave the guy options...weigh in on where you think sounds good. Would I have suggested any of them if they sounded boring? A few back and forth texts later I make a decision for us. Then the phone call a little after 9...which resulted in back and forth awkwardness to a greater degree than any of the text messaging had reached earlier! He was so stuck on the fact that I didn't want to be out too late...mind you it was only a little past 9...like 9:08. I said I was fine and was wanting to meet up. He kept playing this ridiculous game and not committing to meet up. So finally, out of annoyance, I said we should just do it another night. Hung up.

Ten minutes later...text message. He's apologizing for getting out so late. Really struggling to read this one. But definitely not worth the energy already. I heard from him a couple times this week, but finally just told him I wasn't interested. Maybe I'm being too harsh...

Wednesday...date with Mr. McDreamy, Steve. Once again...slight annoyance. We had set up a date on Sunday. Tuesday evening...after the debacle with Mr. Indecisive, I sent Steve a text to make sure we were still on for the next evening. His reply: yes. I'm feeling once again like I'm doing all the work here. I ask if he had a time in mind? No response. No response until 5:30 the following afternoon. On top of that the response reads, "I'm having to work late tonight, is there another time that works? The only way to see me tonight is if you came over later...and I don't know if that is weird or not." Seriously? Ugh. This is not one of those "I'm going to live in the moment" kind of moments that I'm trying to learn to embrace. I recognize a booty call when I see one. Geeze. Creep. Ugh.

I did however hear from Erik again! Trying to figure out another time to go out. He's heading out of town this weekend, but is interested in getting together when he gets back. yay. Hung out a bit with Tyler today. Took the puppies for a walk. It was good to see him. Tyler was the first guy I ever loved. He broke my heart, but through the years we've managed to become good friends, and for that I'm grateful.

Tomorrow night. Is girl night out. And I'm looking forward to some relief from all this dating.