Should I Stay or Should I Go ?!?!

Hello Mistake Followers!
It’s been awhile since my last post. There is a reason behind this….It’s that I have no idea what is going on?
When I last blogged, I had gone out with Matt for drinks and he asked if we could do it again. Matt never called…so after a week, I asked him out. This a new year for me, so I figured I try something new by making the first move. Well, Matt and I have gone out twice since then.
It’s not quite a fairytale ending just yet. We haven’t fallen in love, gotten married, moved to Suburbia, bought a big fluffy dog and lived happily ever after. Don’t forget ladies and gents….this is Toronto were talking about. You know… the city where men feel that they are God’s gift to women, and that we should be so lucky as to date one of them.
I’ll be honest though, Matt is adorable. He’s not a super model, but his confidence is through the roof. He is book smart, and has many degrees to prove it. He is very talkative, charming and funny which makes for a great date.
He also knows how to make a girl feel special. He pays for dinner and drinks, he holds doors, pulls out chairs, etc. What I’m trying to say is that Matt’s a man that knows how to play the game… and that is where the lines get blurry.
I’ve been out of the dating game for so long that I forgot there were rules. How could there not be? As much as we like to think that we’re not game players, dating is one giant game of who can hold their cards closest to their chest, keep their poker face in check, and still hold the best hand.
This is why I suck at poker. I’m too honest. There is no buffer on this girl. I have a horrible poker face, and when I’m excited/disappointed about the hand I was dealt, everyone knows it.
So after our 3 dates, I find myself in the predicament of trying to figure out if Matt’s not interested and doesn’t have the courage to be honest, or if he is interested and just playing a very careful game of cards.
Trying to make plans with this man is like trying make an appointment for a physical at my doctors office. I need to book time with him months in advance, and even then I'm not guaranteed to see him. It’s the process of texts, phone calls, voice mails, returning calls, moving schedules around, canceling, postponing, and so on and so on.
The old me wants very badly to just assume that he’s just keeping me around for when he’s bored, or when he wants to ‘wife-it up’ for the night. But the 2011 me says that I have to see where this goes, and remember that he has a Big Boy job, aka a job that doesn’t allow for many late weeknight martini sessions.
Also, someone once told me that good things don’t come easy. It is so much easier to walk away from something or someone that forces you out of your comfort zone, that pushes on the walls that took so long to build up.
So don’t fret, you will all be able to read about the outcomes of Man #1 of 2011 soon enough.

Keep following my challenge, and be sure to tell your friends.

Until next time...