Post house party when I got back to work on Monday, I e-mailed my new guy to see if he wanted to go out to "coffee or lunch or something." After some back and forth, we ultimately settled on lunch for Friday when we would both be off work.
At this point, cowboy and I had talked about "us" that Monday night. I came away from the conversation with the understanding that we had stalled; we reached a point where we were not going to progress any further. Cowboy was not ready to meet M, he was not ready to involve kids in the relationship, and he was scared to get too close to anyone.
Friday I met my new guy at Bridgeport Brewing for what ended up being one of my best first dates as far as feeling relaxed, not worrying, not stressing, and not being nervous about things. We actually lost track of time - thank god we weren't working that day because we were there for nearly 3 hours.
Mr.redbull had chastised me the night before my lunch date for not calling it quits with cowboy, and warned me that I would not be able to enjoy my date on Friday because I would feel guilty. Ummm, not so much. The fact I felt so comfortable tells me that I need to step back and really think about what I want.
My hairdresser Carm told me I need to date someone completely different than M's dad or anyone I've dated before and that cowboy is too similar to my ex.
And now for the shades of grey, layers of complexity, and drama reminiscent of high school - technically, I had not completely broken up with cowboy, new guy's divorce isn't quite final, and even when it is final... his ex works with us too.
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