Is it Date 4 or Date 3

So went over C's house tonight. This impromptu thing is killing me! After work I had to go buy razors. I did some nether grooming that I would much rather have had some aesthetician take care of! This was after a workout in a real shower - please don't think that I shaved in some public toilet.

Why was it impromptu - well...

C invited me to stay over sometime this week, but I have appointments every day after work, so I invited him here. He said the logistics did not look good. I got kind of pissy - because he also refused to just come here on Booty Call night instead of going all the way to his place. This was a good moment for C - he sensed pissiness even though I was trying to be "cool" and called me to chat. Once he knew that my appointments would be done by 7 and that no, I would not just kick him out the door in the morn and hop on my bike, but rather take the brown to work with him (we work a block apart), he didn't see the logistics as so bad. Also, he didn't remember adamantly refusing to find parking around here and insisting on picking me up on Saturday. We've discovered that he doesn't remember a lot from Saturday - he was a little more drunk than he knew or let on. So glad I got in a car with him. He did not seem drunk at all, but there are many moments (like him telling me I was a good kisser tonight - "You already told me that." "No, you told me that." "Yes, I told you that on Friday, but you told me on Saturday." "I did?! I really don't remember that.") that he just lost.

Tangent - sorry. Anywho, we both agreed that with the holidays (he is leaving Friday), it was still a little much (I did not want to clean for him - my floors are covered in rocksalt from the streets). And I made the point that we probably wouldn't get much sleep since we are new to each other, so it was better to leave sleepovers for the weekend.

But today by text, I said "Funny that we are so focused on getting back in bed together that we didn't even suggest just having a date this week." He made a few jokes about priorities and who wants to go out on a date in this cold. And I said "well I could have come over, made dinner and then have taken care of the priorities and still slept in my own bed that night". Again more jokes "wow. go home after? You're a trooper". Then finally, "are you sure we can't do that tonight? I can pick you up. And take you home."

And so you have it - AlacazamDate.

It was ok. Dinner was tasty - I used a little too much cayenne. Making out was fun, but he had trouble again getting me "happy". He is good - lots of skills - just not finding the right pattern, I guess. Still no sex. Which actually makes me happy. Like somehow we are keeping it at bay. Because - I really don't want to get too wrapped up in him before I check out other options. And he did drive me home at about 10:45. It's probably a 25-30 min drive.

The end consensus - C might truly be just a casual thing. I can't tell if I just don't care about it going further than fun or if I am comfortable with him. I still get nervous, but mostly feel like we are just hanging out. It's easy. But there isn't too much of a spark. A click, I guess. Not a spark. Maybe its the manboobs.