It's the first time...

I’m checking out stuff on Facebook when the phone rings.  It’s the doctor’s office inquiring where I am.  After a quick glance at my watch, I feel awful!  I had completely forgotten the appointment which was scheduled for 10:30 am, and it’s now 10:45 am! 

After apologizing profusely, I asked if they had any cancellations today?  Lo and behold they did.  I was now booked for 2:30 pm.  Not wanting to be late, I left the house in plenty of time, so I would be on time for my appointment.

I had been to this doctor once before and had written down the instructions on how to get there.  As I neared the location of where I thought the building was located I was proud of myself because I was five minutes early.

Then I looked around and realized I was at the wrong building!  To make a long story short… I spent the next 30 minutes trying to find the right building.  It felt like I was driving around in circles (which I was) and I really wanted to scream (which I did).

Reaching the point of desperation, I decided to go home.  I turned a corner, and there was the building!  And, I was only 25 minutes late!

The receptionist and the doctor were very kind… they took me by the hand (as if I was a little old lady) as I was babbling about not being able to find the right building, and ushered me into the doctor’s office

Fast forward to the next day.  I had been chatting on the phone for the past few days with a nice man I’d met on the dating site.  After a particularly nice chat, we agreed to meet, and made plans to do so.  He lives on an island off the coast of Vancouver and it’s a two-hour ferry ride to get to my side (the mainland), then a 30 min. drive to my place.

The next day he called me in the morning to say he would be catching the ferry in about an hour.  I literally shrieked, “What?  You’re coming today?”

There was dead silence on the phone.  Finally, he said, “Yes, we made the plans yesterday when we spoke on the phone.”

Now, I was totally rattled, and the first words out of my mouth were, “Are you saying I agreed to see you today?”

There was a long pause and he then said, “Yes.”

I felt awful!  I then explained I was busy today and couldn’t see him.  And I asked him (again) if I had agreed to seeing him?  Apparently, I had!

So, of course, I apologized profusely, and said maybe we could do it tomorrow.  I wanted to get off the phone and think about what just happened and said I’d call him later.  Five minutes later I called him back and said I’d rearranged my plans (it was the least I could do) and we could meet today.  He seemed quite surprised, and then said, “OK.”

Later that day he arrived, and it was my turn to be surprised.  On my profile on the dating site I had specified I would like the man to be 6 feet tall and slender.  The man standing before me was about 5 feet 8 or 9 inches tall and chubby.  In fairness to him, he had mentioned that he wasn’t 6 feet tall (he said he was 5’10”) and had put on a “few” extra lbs.

I obviously wasn’t paying proper attention when he told me that because I was quite surprised when I met him in the flesh.

We then spent the next three hours having a somewhat uneasy conversation.  In fairness to him, I don’t think he was that impressed when he saw me in the flesh… I had warned him that I was thinner than my photo on the dating site.  Maybe he thought I should have said, “I’m a lot thinner!”

Oh well. 😊

He finally said, “I think I should be going.”  I quickly agreed.

Having those two “firsts” in only two days has shaken my confidence a bit.  It’s also made me a little wary of going back on the dating site.  Having ignored all the emails from the website announcing they “have found a bunch of perfect matches for me” for three days in a row… maybe I should check out this crop of guys.

Whoa Nellie!  Not just yet… think I’ll take Ty for a walk instead.  It’s a beautiful sunny day and who knows maybe I’ll meet a handsome stranger on our walk.  As I’ve said before… I’m an optimist!