Suzy

I am officially purple for the summer. My hair had been quite long, falling below my shoulder blades, and I was excited to get it cut short. The goal was a short, stacked bob that could tuck behind my ears but was by my ear lobes. I showed her this picture. So totally not what I got. I have been seeing her for years, and she knows my tastes well, and she is probably quite used to my "short but not really" and didn't get that I wanted actual short. I like it, I'd actually eyed some similar cuts and I think I can do fun stuff with it, but I'm still disappointed. I wanted drastic. If she'd taken it up another inch or two to make it like Carey Mulligan, I think I'd have been happier. But she was busy and she got started with me half an hour late and I'd already had to push my date back 45 minutes, so I had to leave.

And was still late. But she was super understanding and flexible! The mall was a great first date--we wandered and got lost and explored and sniffed many kinds of tea, and smelled the Lush store at the same time and dashed over, and chatted for awhile when we ran out of mall again. She was very nice, very reserved and introverted and we managed to have even more in common than I'd have thought possible. (Including a mutual love of snow and winter, ha.) Conversation was pretty easy, and I managed to be sparkly, but there wasn't really a spark of any kind. It was fun, and comfortable, but I didn't end up giddy and excited, you know? And I did a lot of the talking and the work. It's hard to picture a lot of time with someone where I'm the more extroverted one. Perhaps she gets sparkly later.

We did discuss a possible second date of going to a theater performance that she'd really loved that sounded super fun, so that's a possibility. And she had an extra ticket to Leslie Odom Jr in August that she offered me and I accepted and maybe I shouldn't have? LOL I don't know. She was like, ignore me if this is weird! But... And I don't have plans that day, but it's an 8:30 outdoor concert over an hour away. And it's in 6 weeks. I feel like I might need to claim a work day.

Oh, hilariously, she was at the Gardens the same day I took I.! I wonder if we saw each other? So funny, I wonder what the odds are. We both got hailed on.

Anxiety wise, I never got as panicked as I previously have. I was stressed over starting my appt late and being late, but I asked my stylist for a time frame and texted A with little trouble. I woke up with huge bags under my eyes, the likes I haven't seen since my last days at Disney World, which I couldn't get rid of even with cold compresses, but just rolled with it, figuring I was doing my best with makeup and a cute outfit. All heads and shoulders above previous reactions. I never even wished I was canceling, that's positive, too.

She texted today while I was at work, so I will respond, but I am a little at a loss of how to proceed. I guess it's worth a second date, but I am settling back into my, "Well, I put myself out there, time to recharge for a few months before trying again" mindset, ha.

But most importantly, I am on vacation and less than 24 hours from having a Krissy here and that is super delightful. I finished half my cleaning this morning, will finish the other half in the morning, and then FUN TIME YAY. <3