plus in my book.
I’m glad she didn’t ask too many questions about my previous relationship.
I did put that I was divorced in my bio. I know, I’m a liar and I’ll probably go to hell for that. Which I guess is what happens. But it’s just a small white lie. I mean, my wife split. I don’t know to where. Essentially divorced.
I did change my Facebook relationship status to “It’s Complicated”. That led to some pretty fun comments from my and my absent wife’s families.
Back to Kimberly. She was sane. She was pretty. She wanted to meet me.
I was pretty thrilled about it.
I assumed that I’d never meet anyone again. That I was damaged goods. But even if the date went bad, it still left me with a little confidence. I’m not completely undatable.
Kimberly invited me to her place. She said she didn’t like going to restaurants on a first date. She claimed that people aren’t their real selves at restaurant dates. That kind of made me nervous but it wasn’t a dealbreaker.
I’d just make sure that I was a bit more presentable down there if something happened at her place, if you know what I mean.
My mom took the kids for the night. She was more excited about the date than I was.
I stopped and picked up flowers on the way to Kimberly’s home. Do guys still do that on first dates? I actually never did it. I met my wife, well former wife, right out of high school. She preferred a bottle of alcohol. Whatever was trendy at the time. Jägermeister? Was Aftershock still a