I’m not sure if The Tree has read this journal or if he has finally read my mind.
After blowing me off for a sickness that I’m still not sure ever happened and not really getting back to me on making our next date, we had a text session that went like this on Friday, late morning:
Tree: Good morning! Are you free this weekend?
Ginger: Good morning. Kinda filled my weekend up [Ed note: that’s a total lie - nothing was planned… NOTHING]
Tree: I understand.
Ginger: Wish you’d asked earlier!
Tree: Yes, I should have. I have been meaning to say this, but I’m not playing games here. I would never kiss you and pursue other people. Should have said that sooner.
Tree: Anyway, sorry for not clarifying things since we moved so fast. That’s my fault. I think you’re extraordinary.
Ginger: Thanks for clarifying. I appreciate that you said that. I do get somewhat mixed signals from you and I’m not sure what to do with them. So perhaps next time we meet it is with a fresh perspective?
Tree: Yeah I’m really sorry about that. Do you want to meet again?
[Pause for dramatic effect]
Ginger: I’d like that.
Tree: Me too :)
So…over the weekend we texted a little bit, and finally had a phone conversation last night in which I spelled out once again that I’m not looking for a fuck buddy situation and that I’m looking for a relationship and that I want us to really get to know each other. It is now very abundantly clear. There are NO questions about that.
And he very clearly said that he wants us to get to know each other as well. And he apologized again for making it seem like he was trying to put the moves on me…it’s just that we had a lot of chemistry, yada yada.
To which I agreed, and then talked again about how Tinder is such a tough thing to navigate because there’s so much hookup action going on and that I wasn’t really sure what his experience has been.
And then he told me (I guess he’s told me this before but I forgot?) that he’s only been out with ONE other person on Tinder and that they didn’t click.
Which leaves me a little confused. Just the way he kisses makes me feel like he’s got so much game.
Anyway, he then confessed that he’s not much of a phone talker because he spends about 40 hours a week talking on the phone for work and that he’d really like to see me face-to-face.
To which I’d responded that I understand and that I’d like to see him face-to-face as well and that maybe we could work something out for Sunday evening (tonight).
I’ve got plans to walk with Athena and then I’m gonna see if he and I can get together afterwards.
I don’t know. I feel like tonight - our physically being together after a much more frank conversation - maaaaaayyyyy be a turning point? I hope so anyway.
I’m really glad he reached out in that way because I was so ready to just act like a Tree and leaf the situation for good.
So what do you think? Was that a Hail Mary in an act of desperation to keep me on the hook? Personally, I don’t think so considering that there are sooooooo many (literally thousands upon thousands) of women on Tinder who would do pretty much anything a guy asks/wants/desires, you know? Many of them a lot younger, a lot prettier, a LOT easier.
I guess only time will tell what is really happening here. But the bottom line is, today I kinda like what’s happening.
Tomorrow may be a different story…who knows! But I’m game to find out!
xo,
GS
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