I have spent the last two nights talking on the phone to a man I have never met. It started with messages on NZ Dating that became online messages and then a phonecall talking for about 4 or 5 hours! I don't remember the last time I did that... maybe when I was a teenager..
He is intelligent, educated, has a very good job and financially secure. He reminds me of Paul Henry - and I love Paul Henry - and I love talking to him. He is interesting, witty, makes me laugh, mischievous, cheeky and intriguing. We spark off each other and banter backwards and forwards.
We have talked about everything and nothing. I am waiting for the shoe to drop.. It's totally pessimistic of me. But it's because I'm used to it and I think that if I prepare myself for it somehow it will hurt less. The disappointment won't be a surprise. It won't end in tears like Date #8.
Don't get me wrong, he's not perfect. He doesn't share my faith though he was brought up Catholic and we have grown up in different worlds: his father focused on making money - my parents focused on helping people in their helping-professions. He is driven and ambitious and needs to succeed and not fail and while I relate to that in some ways since it makes up a bit of my personality, I see success differently. With his family background of money, good schools and nannies and my typical middle-class upbringing, it would seem that on the surface he might have totally different values to me. But it seems that he has rejected a lot of the values his father has and is searching for something deeper and less materialistic. This remains to be seen, though.
I just feel that those differences are not necessarily significant. Do not necessarily pose any problem. I am dying to meet him to see if we have spark in "real life" and hoping that he could cause me to fall in-love. But as I said, I'm waiting for the shoe to drop. The "something" that ruins everything.
In the meantime, I have been chatting briefly online to another gentleman who wants to meet with me this week. So it looks like I could get my date before Christmas after all...
He is intelligent, educated, has a very good job and financially secure. He reminds me of Paul Henry - and I love Paul Henry - and I love talking to him. He is interesting, witty, makes me laugh, mischievous, cheeky and intriguing. We spark off each other and banter backwards and forwards.
We have talked about everything and nothing. I am waiting for the shoe to drop.. It's totally pessimistic of me. But it's because I'm used to it and I think that if I prepare myself for it somehow it will hurt less. The disappointment won't be a surprise. It won't end in tears like Date #8.
Don't get me wrong, he's not perfect. He doesn't share my faith though he was brought up Catholic and we have grown up in different worlds: his father focused on making money - my parents focused on helping people in their helping-professions. He is driven and ambitious and needs to succeed and not fail and while I relate to that in some ways since it makes up a bit of my personality, I see success differently. With his family background of money, good schools and nannies and my typical middle-class upbringing, it would seem that on the surface he might have totally different values to me. But it seems that he has rejected a lot of the values his father has and is searching for something deeper and less materialistic. This remains to be seen, though.
I just feel that those differences are not necessarily significant. Do not necessarily pose any problem. I am dying to meet him to see if we have spark in "real life" and hoping that he could cause me to fall in-love. But as I said, I'm waiting for the shoe to drop. The "something" that ruins everything.
In the meantime, I have been chatting briefly online to another gentleman who wants to meet with me this week. So it looks like I could get my date before Christmas after all...
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