Unexpected comings

First and foremost, I apologize for not posting anything sooner. I know two months, where has she been right? Well, that's an interesting story, not one that can be all summoned up on a post, but let's break it down here and I will describe my last two months. (By the way, this may end up as the subject of my second book, if I ever finish my first book. I am also changing any and all names, to spare any embarrassment to whoever may be reading this.)

Let's see where shall I begin in this little story? Let's see, how many of you have seen Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, the film, not the book? Remember Lena's adventures in Greece, she visits her grandparents, meets Greek boy, falls in love, and lives happily ever after? Remember the stumbles she took along the way, where she was hesitant in falling for Kostas and her family's dissaproval? Well, something similar happened to me though not in that context completely.

It all begins one beautiful late August morning, or early September, that's where the trouble began. Actually, is it trouble? In fact how do I describe this...cider in my ear, as Marlon Brando would say right now. All I know is that day I walk into the store, doing my regular shopping and boom, what should I find: they have hired a new manager, and not just any new manager, a really handsome new manager. Now of course, for some of you, this may seem like hot new prospect for you, but knowing me and given my dating history, I see a potential sign of trouble.

What is also worse about the situation: the new guy somehow has taken a shine to me as well. At least, I think he has. One day, I caught him looking at me putting on my lipstick in my car and then followed me to the checkout counter inside. Another time, he screwed up a transaction or two and his hands were shaking a bit. Once I noticed him blushing while we were chitchatting a bit, and I think his eyes were dilating a bit. Each time I have noticed he always looks at me, in my direction, and in my eyes, which I do find flattering; most guys look towards my chest first, then my hips or my bum, which drives me crazy each time, like my body is for sale. Also, new irony in this as well: his coworkers have been much more nicer to me since he has been at that store.

In essence, this guy is perfect, too perfect. I have not found one flaw in this guy, which in my eyes, fascinates and frightens me too much. This is how it should have been when I was in my early 20's, naive and wanting love, but now I am a year shy of becoming 30, much more wiser, seen the downside of love, and am afraid of making the same mistake I made with the jerk I met when I was 23.

That is what has been happening to me over the last two months and each day has been more confusing and more fascinating than the next. If only I knew what to do. Any thoughts on this?

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