Mixed feelings
Yesterday, he briefly suggested up and running off to the seaside for the night, just turning up and booking a couple of rooms (damn him!), and just drinking, and having a laugh.
“Why not?” I laughed, knowing full well it wasn’t going to happen.
“I have to go and meet my friend, I haven’t seen him for ages and it’s all arranged…” Yeah, yeah.
But last night, I got a text - Want to book seaside for a weekend soon? Go friday back sunday?
I replied - Why not! Next weekend is bank holiday, got any plans?
His answer - No plans at all. Could be a goer. Dodgy b&b and copious amounts of alcoholic beverages.
This is so weird. He is such a nice bloke, I really like him on all levels - except the one. I don’t get him. We have had very similar upbringings, he is smart, intelligent, nice, funny. Geeky. I know that if it does actually come about (and he is not the most reliable of people, so I am not holding my breath that we will end up going to the seaside for a dirty weekend), we will have a really good time.
But I am worried if my misgivings are right. It really would be a big deal to me.