My Journey’s: Did I Really Shave My Legs for This?

I’ve learned a couple things while dating. One, guys don’t care if you shave your legs or not. If it’s happening it’s going to regardless. Two, I’m more likely to get lucky if I don’t then if I do.

I’ve had two dates in the past couple months that ended before they even started. Literally! First up: Him, “Is Friday or Saturday better for you” Me, “Saturday” Him, … Absolute silence. Nothing! Equals no date. Second: Me, “So you still want to meet up” Him, “Yes” Me, “Well we can get together Saturday or Tuesday, my neighborhood bar has good trivia” Him, “Sounds good”…What sounds good? Saturday or Tuesday? Equals no date.

I got a message on that dreaded okc and we decide to meet up. Things went well and he tells me he wants to see me again, but then he goes and makes things more complicated then they actually are. After a couple “irrelevance irrelevance irrelevance ” texts I am over it and don't know how this is gonna go. I'm more annoyed than excited. The thing is I (try to) stay busy. Literally minutes after figuring out that he wasn't available on Thursday I had plans, Saturday followed suit.

I know what I want and what I don’t want. I know what I’m worth too and it isn’t sloppy ass non-dates. If you “definitely want” to see me you would. There are two nights in a weekend and 5 in a week, figure it out and pick one. 

That all being said, I shaved my legs last night.