Well, we did it boys, everybody gather around for a high five.
Yeah, I met Larry, Fola's husband. And her daughter Ivy this morning at a McDonalds play place thingy.
Did you know they don't have a ball pit there anymore? Sheesh. Apparently kids don't enjoy picking up weird diseases anymore like I fondly remembered.
Hmm. So it went pretty good. Nothing amazing, and nothing too awkward, but Fola's husband seemed like a decent guy. He didn't make too much eye contact, or ask me any questions, but the vibe was natural and effortless enough. He shook my hand twice, and that's a pretty encouraging sign.
And Fola's daughter Ivy.. wow. I mean, what a beautiful little girl she is. Think of a slight mix between white and brown, and with blue eyes. She was peeking at me from behind a chair when I first came in, and I couldn't help but smile at her.
Must be nice to have a kid like her, I bet. Even if she can be a handful at times.
Hmm. So after that, I hit the mall, picked up a few things and noticed that this Goth-y/New Age place was closing down and everything was 50% off.
Fola gave me a few crystals the last time she was here, Ameythst was one of them, and this particular store, while it was half stocked, had a few things like that in there.
I ended up with a total of $172 and some cents after I picked out everything worth getting. Uhm.. Not particularly proud about that, because I wasn't expecting it to be that high. I did manage to convince the cashier to lower it down to $160, and he was nice enough to oblige. They were going out of business after all.
So, this is the funny thing. As I unpacked everything at home, I made little piles. One pile was stuff for myself, and the other, was a pile of things that I might give away to people at some point. Christmas, Birthday, random odd day, etc.
So, pile #1, which was mine, had incense and this body oil thing. Nag Champa scented, since Fola turned me onto this particular smell.
Pile #2, however...
Heh.
Somehow is all stuff that I'd like to give Fola someday.
Yeah.. $160 worth of goods, and maybe $30 of it was spent on myself.
I don't know what it was that compelled me to pick out the items I did, but I had this sense of "she'll like this" as I saw each of them, knowing that they were at 50% off.
A kneeling/prayer cushion. Teal coloured.
An incense stick holder.
Couple of necklaces / pendants.
A glow in the dark jellyfish encased in glass (just like the one I have, but teal/green)
A wooden box with a mandala carved onto it, containing a few stones/minerals/crystals that my keen eye picked out.
Uhm.. what else...
A journal, with lord Ganesha on the cover.
Yeah, so... Most of that stuff was for her, and I.. well..
Hmm.
Why? I have to ask myself, why did I spent this much money?
I guess the answer to that, is so I don't have to spend it later on. To go about town looking for things she might like, in case I want to give her a gift someday.
All of it is going into my closet, to be doled out at random and opportune intervals. No stress, no fuss.
Well, then.. I just hope we will end up being a long-term thing, otherwise I'm going to struggle with figuring out what to do with most of this if we break up somehow.
Hmm... Yeah, I like her. I like her a lot.
Just kinda want to make her happy, is all.
I haven't fallen for her just yet, but I can see it happening.
It's possible.
Although I know that maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I should keep a clear head and continue on, walking the path that I've found myself on.
Mm.. No maybes about that. I *will* have to walk that path. For better or worse.
I'm coming about to realizing certain things about myself, and what my potential is, and its a nice feeling. Especially when I know that if I can get through a first meeting with a woman's husband like I did this morning; then other things would and should be a breeze in comparison.
I didn't let fear get the better of me.
And I'm pretty happy about that.
Watching episode two of Longmire on Netflix right now, not a bad show so far. I really like the detective stuff in it. Fola and I have been texting all day, and she's excited to see me again. Probably on Saturday, when she has her day off.
I can't help but think that life is good, right now, but I also know that it is really only the beginning. Whatever happens from here on out, is going to depend on how well I manage to hold onto myself.
And to know when to let go.
So...
No fear. No fear if I can help it, I guess.
So far, so good.
But I can't ever lower my guard, or grow too comfortable.
There is a future I am being propelled towards.
And I am excited to meet it.
Let's hope its as excited as I am.
