So last weekend the rather over-built-up first meeting date thingee happened.
It was much awkwardness on both parts.
He stayed on the couch for the weekend. We watched the released so far episodes of Agatha All Along, enjoying Disney+ while I have it. And a few movies. We ate too much snack food and talked a lot.
He shouted me a back and shoulder massage at The Rub in the Wall St mall - so all the touch I got all weekend was from a tiny Asian woman whose name I never got, elbowing me in the back. I wasn't that convinced by it while it was happening, but it felt pretty good afterwards. Who would have thought that I carry around a lot of tension?
On the Sunday morning he took me to Joe's Garage for cooked breakfast, which was nice.
Wednesday this week I had a flat inspection. It went smoothly, the inspector was mostly distracted by my Lego and otherwise only checked the things his form demanded he check off.
Today on my way to see my new psychotherapist I saw my clinical psychologist from last year in the street and the expression on his face did not seem neutral, to the point that I suspect me may have read this blog at some point since I stopped seeing him and disagreed with my interpretation. So that was a touch awkward, but gave me something to talk about.
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