So last night Pete was going to take me out to watch the new Hobbit movie, but it was actually pouring buckets out of the sky. I had to drive through loads of standing water just to get home and it was quite scary so I texted him to suggest we leave if for another night. He was fine with that because he has to walk about 1/2 a mile every day to and from the carpark to his work and he had stayed late just so that he didnt drown! He was just going to pick me up straight from there even though he wouldnt exactly be dressed for the cinema but I told him not to worry. I got drenched just walking from my car o the flat. What a night. So we are going to book tickets for Friday night and I'm meeting him in town tonight for a drink instead.
Part of me was a little bit dissappointed, but I am still a bit aprehensive about how I will react to him following my shameful antics. Part of me, the wild side, says so what, you were under no obligation, but part of me still feels a little bit guilty, which for me is kind of a wierd feeling. Who knows, maybe I'm mellowing in my old age! Still, the more we text and chat, the more relaxed I am starting to feel and the more I feel that I want to get to know him more.
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