Darky is getting me out of the house tonight.
For this, I am grateful.
Sitting by the phone and computer waiting for SmartAlec to get in touch has been tough. I expect him to contact me tonight, but I can't be sure. And sitting there waiting for it would be agony.
Plus, when (if!) he did drop me a note tonight, I'd be so tempted to write back right away, that I'm sure I would. But that's probably not the best idea. I don't want him to know I've been waiting for him.
So instead of the waiting, I'll be having drinks with a boy who wants to kiss me. And we'll see what happens.