I'd go casual, meara. Maybe a hey, I'll be in your neighborhood, want to meet for coffee/drinks? That way if she says no, you won't have laid all your cards on the table.
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But I want her to say no if she meant it in a friend way?
So you are not interested in friendship?
I also have the damn swollen feet and legs. I am sorry to have to report that the knee-high compression stockings do help. The only thing that really helps is getting the feet higher than the heart, which is not a position in which I can get a damn thing done. I have seriously considered purchasing a recliner. Of course, I'd have to get rid of furniture first.
I am fine being acquaintances and friendly, but since I've got a terrible crush on her at the moment, I'd rather not be friends? If that makes sense? Not if her commenting on my FB is going to make me all addlepated and all "what does it meaaaaaan?"
Went on my first date in seven months. It wasn't horrible but I dont think there will be a second date and that's in line with what I want. I have another first date on Thursday. In conclusion, dating sucks, the end.
Ugh. I hear ya smonster!
Must not kill repairman. My washer was not spewing water everywhere from underneath the system because of my choice of laundry detergent.
If he calls you "honey," go ahead. We'll figure out an alibi.
No honey yet. But an, "I don't know what you were washing in here." I managed to reply, "clothes" while leaving off the word "asshole".