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All hail Clooney

 So it's been a week since K8NYC shared the most awesome advice ever for avoiding rookie dating disasters: Just ask yourself, What Would Clooney Do? As in, George Clooney, humankind's King of Cool. Following her rules of restraint are not easy. In fact, I've been tortured, TORTURED, all week. But has it paid off? Oh, yes. Here's how it went down:

Nov 12

9:07 a.m. Ridiculously too-soon text from me to P.

Hours of nauseating anxiety

2:29 p.m.: Response from P suggesting we try to get together soon. I practically do a jig.

Nov 13

11:27 a.m.: Notice impressive restraint. Text from me checking on procedure P had.

Immediate response from P. Yay!

One-word response back from me.

Days of waiting

Nov 16

4:11 p.m.: Text from P inquiring. I actually do a jig. Well, in my chair. At my desk.

6:06 p.m.: Text from me informing...

7:37 p.m.: Text from P confirming!

I haven't been able to peel the smile off my face. In fact, I think I sleep with it on. And even tho it's been hard, I've continued to channel my inner Clooney.  Still have another week to go before we meet, but I'm pretty sure it's going to be worth the wait. I leave tomorrow for the holiday, but you can be sure I'll be keeping you posted. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving deserve it! xo, Evie